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Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
©youcantellmyname
Come back to me ,gongyola,here tonight, You ,my rose, with your Lydian lyre. There hovers forever around you delight : A beauty desired . Even your garment plunders my eyes . I am enchanted :I who once Complained to the Cyprus-born goddess, Whom i now beseech Never to let this lose me grace But rather bring you back to me : Amongst all mortal women the one I most wish to see.
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