.Be the valentine, rip the heart of mine
Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams
This is harvest time, taste the bloodred wine
Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart
It's so hard to see my face
In the mirror's cold disgrace
I wonder what is this I have.
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