January 7 is not heavenThe gray and the rain makes it all bleakI am forever haunted by kryptonite making me weakWith Love I am so unluckyI just wanted love to beTrue and not blueWith or without youI feel I am doomedi am aware of the game that is playedHe blocks the wayI must walk throughi can't say ..
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