Weak
Forever yours, you can’t be mine
So faraway, so disappoint…
To fly again, to become point.
And never mind, and laugh at jokes,
Addict on save and take on war
With drugs, his dreams harass me sore
My little angel stole its store
You are not glam, you are the one,
I’ll kiss your lips but just one time,
Moreover, my heart tries to die…
You left yourself - it can be fine.
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