In the cottage
That room .. Is it a dream or what..that looked door ..covered by that horrible mirror.
Why that horrible mirror, every time I pass by you. I find the horrible picture , me and you.
I told you before you are in my blood be friendly cells , I don't want to be leukemia diseased that young!,
Just go away from my mind .. How to stop you how..
I will open that door . Or crush this mirror
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Nice ..
But what is this jacket isn't it yours.. That one you were putting that day first time you admitted your love..
And this is your keys oh dear.. Am I dreaming?