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It's getting lonely, this garden's only full of thorns,

Hung myself in the castle I was torn.


What's your name, what's your aim, oh could you tell me?
Saw you hiding in this little garden.

And I know all of you love is true to me,


Warm as you can be, I want to hold your hand.

It's meant to be, don't smile on me, light on me,


No but I can't come to see you, don't you see?
There's not a single name that you can call me.
You know that I can't show you me, give you me,
I really can't show the run-down parts of me,
I'll put on a mask just to see you, but I still want you.

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