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Death Of Joy

Every time you look at me

You make me shiver  

Not in joy but in pain

Like suicidal impulses

 

Before the ages of God

Before the invent of clothes

Stars were brighter

We were the happiest

 

There was no word in between

Nor any sentence to form

Only a touch was enough

To feel each other within

 

Now the laws and the oaths

Rule the hearts and the mi...

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