I'll break you.
I won't deceive you. Stab you. Burn you. Strangle you.
You won't go to pieces. You'll evaporate. Vanish.
I'll rise you in my love.
So high up where there's only loneliness.
I'll do everything you could ever ask for.
Yet you'll cry.
Yet you'll die.
With each day that passes by.
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