History
We created a misery
Spoke vile filled of bile
Just to be divided by the delivery
Here we are year to date
Forget the fate. We dissipate.
Happier than ever, no longer together
For this I found passion and love in silence
No longer afraid of the violence
Snow to summer
I became one, a lover.
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