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Is it so hard to believe our hearts
are made to be broken by love
that in constant dying lies
the beauty of it all
my darling won't you feel
the sweet heaven in
our endless cry
Oh at least you could trust
for this one last time
So amazed how bright are the flames
we are burning in
ever smiled at the tragedies
we hold inside
my darling won't you cherish
the fear of life that keeps
you and me so alive
Oh at least you could trust
for this one last time
it could be alright
for this one last time
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