Now the night is lonely in the corner of the room
The night is silent until it grips me
He also slashed my flesh until it groaned
I screamed until the sound flew
Is this what you call longing?
Even longing is sometimes very painful
Now it crushes my heart to dust
Blowing a dagger is happening now
This pain will not be felt at the end of the taste
Try to captivate the feeling of this longing
Try bracketing him in the corner of the room
Try to teach him to be patient and also to endure
Try so that he won't be able to eat me slowly
Now I miss you will be very painful
I want to tear it to pieces
Now I realize I will no longer keep it
All that really kills me
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