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Blank sheet
The blade is still deep in my chest
I managed to live, even to rest
For you it's not a burden I see
You're shaping a new one for me
I will take the hit standing
Iron hug around me you're making
And get close to do what you learnt
Hoping it won't be returned
But even love with all it's power
Won't make me dive into this fire
I am sorry for being a rebel
But I won't give you my hand
Surprise and sadness are for you
Forgotten how deep was my wound
Not asking to forgive, not even trying
You start another wave of lying
I apologize in advance but I
Won't remember you and that time
When we were close even though
I know I said yes and was caught
I managed to live, even to rest
For you it's not a burden I see
You're shaping a new one for me
I will take the hit standing
Iron hug around me you're making
And get close to do what you learnt
Hoping it won't be returned
But even love with all it's power
Won't make me dive into this fire
I am sorry for being a rebel
But I won't give you my hand
Surprise and sadness are for you
Forgotten how deep was my wound
Not asking to forgive, not even trying
You start another wave of lying
I apologize in advance but I
Won't remember you and that time
When we were close even though
I know I said yes and was caught
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