Losing You
When life is lost, do you feel it go?
After you lose, do you feel like dying?
When you lose yourself, does your life still go on?
Mine does not. You can't lose yourself without killing me.
Don't go. Don't lose yourself please!
Don't go to the life of the frost-biting winter.
Don't die. Don't kill me.
If we work together,
I won't have to face the fact that,
I'm losing you.
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