So much romance.
So much pain all around.
And it’s not so hard to die thinking of oblivion.
Looking up in the sky, I could feel it’s infinity.
And I could feel my depth, the depth in me.
And I love it, till my heart gets killed.
And I know it’s deep, deep and it’s deep.


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