“He’s gone. He’s really gone. After all that has happened between us. He has left me alone. He built me up, to then destroy his own creation. I was only his second quality. And I thought I would be his masterpiece. But I wasn’t. I was only a little project. Nothing more. Only art, which no longer impressed him. Now he’s gone. Searching for a new art-project. And I think he never come back. He never build me up again. He left me broken. And since then, I can’t breath. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.”
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