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You look Into my eyes and I can see the scorn grow on your face like the darkness onto day you look at me, but it's not me who you see you see the a man a man who you no longer know 
This is I love you. Translated to goodbye in several languages of heartbreak. This is the soft song of Cleopatra on her lifeless lips. A broken string as the wire is drawn.  
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