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Don`t ask me , my sweetheart....
don`t ask what is wandering in my mind...
don`t ask how many ladies I've known...
just ask how much I loved you ...
ask, how many times I dreamed about you..
ask, how much I desired you, while we were apart...
ask sweetheart, please ask..
ask me, how many times I've been cheated on...
ask, how many times I have been destroyed...
ask, how many times I have changed my life...
ask, how many times my pillow became wet...
ask me about the grisly silence which is inside me...
ask me about the withered roses in my heaven...
please ask, ask, ask me...
and let me get my rest...
because I haven`t known a rest since I was born...
What do you want , my sweetheart?
what more can I tell?
and how I can answer all these which you came with...
but it's OK, go and ask...
please ask all what you need..
believe me that, ...
I am not that man , whom I even knew..
and this is not a life, which belongs to me...
and that house did not even become mine....
and myself, also not same person which I knew...
and became... I don`t know who I am...
please ask..
let me know who I am...
and what I want from this life...
ask and let me get my peace and rest...
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