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Hit my heart with force that I may rise and stand again
Burn me from inside and I'll turn out new again..
Captive though I was, but some magic moments I gained
It was love's height, but also it was just like sand..
Without her, my good is dead!
Without her, I'll go mad..
O you.. who ravished her soul
O you.. who punished me more..
Admired I, but she went to you
Loved I but she flew to you..
Now I don't want my love anymore
Never again I'll moan, only I'll heal the heart that you tore...
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