Stephan

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Do it. Erase all my memories. Go to the start.
But I'm not sure there exists one since she left forever.
Memory of her is just drilling a hole in my heart.
Now only praying in silence she'll hear all my prayers.

For the other one is my brother,
For the rival shares all my blood
For I'd be rather dead and rather
Never known her than burn my heart...

Do it. Erase all my memories. Make me forget her.
What do I hang on our past for when all of it's gone?
Long enough I've learned to understand meaning of 'never'.
Now it's eternity calling me back to my own.