My hearth is thorn and in pieces
Because the devil of New York came and play with my heart until
My heart was thorn and in pieces
And also it wasn't enought that the devil of New York thorn my heart into Pieces but he also took all my love with him
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My love I will give you all the world to you
My love I will give you some flowers
My love I will sing you a song
My love I will cook a meal for you
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My
Darkness
Must
Leave
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