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đź’›Although in your separation Every night will pass with restlessness In the dark cells of the heart There will be a dance of horrors Even though you become night I will not sleep anymore Still know I will not cry anymore I will live on your memories Tears came to my eyes I will take it in my heart With tears of separation on his face I will not run away Yes honey I will not cry anymore.
Crying doesn't mean that your weak