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seems that things getting kind of rough guess I did not realize in time why, I ask why he doesn't trust me he doesn't trust anybody strange kind of love middle of the day sun's beating rays they hurt around my eyes and meantime how do I explain the marks and the despair I'm living life a lie why I ask myself why he doesn't trust me he doesn't trust anyone, no strange kind of love but I don't let him go as he clearly shows that without me, without me he'd die so I stay, I take the pain I rot away . . .
