On the bed of misfortune
She lay
Her skin still lit like the night bulbs
Lighting up the sick darkness
If they could
For a change of heart
I would
You
You can take my heart away
I want to go on
But i want to go on with you
I still want to see those eyes alive
So just take my heart
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