Love overdose

Close close very close
Is a love overdose,
Far are the rivers of tears
and the suitcase
with ugly souvenirs.

I have music in my veins,
There are no pains
in my heart anymore,
Is closed now 

the sadness door.

No chains, no locks, no empty box,

A life full of happiness
Awaits me at the new adress.

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