For some reason it's painful when you say "Thank You"The unbreakable magic after "good bye" is weakly bittersweetThe flavor of lifeNot friends, but not lovers, we're inbetweenI'm dreaming of the day of the harvest of fresh fruitWhy is it so vexing?For some reason it's painful when you say "Thank you"The unbreakable magic after "good bye" is weakly bittersweetThe flavor of lifeWords of invatation that are simply sweet are a sensationless poisonMy interest is not peaked by things like thatLife isn't something that you throw awayWhen things don't go your wayWhen I'm suddenly asked "what's wrong?" I just say "no, nothing"The smiling face that disappears after "good bye" isn't like meThe more I wish that I want to believe, the more painful it isIt's more like you to say "I like you" more than "I love you"The flavor of lifeWhen you suddenly remember people you were about to forgetI honestly want to be happy when I think of the whiteness of the snow that builds upMore than diamonds, I want a soft, warm futureI want to spend my limited time with youFor some reason it's painful when you say "Thank you"The unbreakable magic after "good bye" is weakly bittersweetThe flavor of life
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