I have been torn apart between two stones,
I need to help myself from suiside,
Life has been my enemy,
Give me my strength to my bleeding heart,
So now I can kill myself in peace.
I never heard a peaceful tune,
Niether a happy song of love,
For my life is now ending,
As I am taken to the ground,
I think now I am gone,
Will I be thought of again,
Never forgiving, never forgetting,
Always loving those who had loved me.
I am the one who will never be,
All will never know who I amor what to do,
These words are written as well spoken,
Yet I am cursed with betral and death.
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