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Mar 2010
I would tell you how i feel, but you wouldn't understand
for the language i speak is from another land.
I will give you the key to my mind,
but the lock you will never find.
You can have all the answers to the test,
but all the questions are incorrect.
I would tell you my life story,
but i haven't written it yet.
I sold my heart for its weight in gold,
i don't fell bad for that man i fooled.
Now i am as rich as ever,
but the wine is even more bitter.
It is finally summer,
but i am cold and severed.
Where am i going,
I can't see through all these lies.
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