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Мия Ламара
It’s just a circus, broken amusement,
You are there over and over.
«How to quit this round of friendly takeover?»-
You constantly ask during boundless torment.

One by one everyone hurt your soul and depart.
Let me look at your heart,
Let deceive you again.
After all it is common and probably well.

I don’t care as any you cared about.
Thanks for everything, it’s better to part.
Now I’m leaving without doubt. 
And, ha-ha, sorry, I’ve broken your heart