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you do not want us to be lovers anymore 

you want us to be friends, it feels like a robe suffocating me

tell me, my moon, should i be pleased by this? should i lie to myself?

for you i have hidden the love that is living in my heart

i act like i do not care

as your friend i ask for you every minute, you are always on my mind

try to forget me

my heart is cruel, it can be forgotten on the day we became friends

i have become fearless and heartless

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