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We are the sparks and we are the deads,
We must hate and we regret,
We want love but we can`t feel,
We must lie but live so real...

Hold your hand and feel the pain,
Drown so deep toward the rain...
Cry so hard and never say
How beautiful can be the day...

We don`t want to have a friend
But afraid to feel the end...