I I know it may hurt, my dear. Oh, but I must, my dear divorce this dead love, my dear. I feel quite cold now that I know all your features, all your charms just as if they were my own. I feel quite bored now that we every secret, every thought, every fear and every fault. I only for you, my dear so you can become my dear just like my old dear, dear. I feel quite cold now that I know all your features, all your charms just as if they were my own. I feel quite bored now that we every secret, every thought, every fear and every fault.