Tsunami of Love!
Let me love, let go!
After thirteen years of age.
In my wounded heart of the guests.
How did you come to me and walked away.
I did not ask.
Mind and heart, strongly fought.
Mind shouted: "No," and was against love.
A heart madly loved.
The struggle between the mind.
And hot and passionate, heart.
At this time love, you do not win.
That love is not the title, and not reasonable.
Sent from above, from heaven, God love.
Was: "a black, self-serving, and covered."
Black, bitter and fiery peppers.
Burning madness and mutual love.
And do not scream I have peace with all my heart.
And may you always, somewhere in the distance.
I love you my dear (name)!
No more expensive than your person (name)!
Peace and quiet in my soul, and in the distance.
Fallen out of love and heart you.
I was once madly beloved (name)!
Let go of love me, let go!
Came and went, joked a bit with me.
Only a short time only, I have a graveyard.
But my stubbornness, my pride and power.
Love is not completely forgiven.
With renewed assaults me
Avenged love!
Revenge!
And you came to see me.
In his last umpteenth time.
In the attack to break the cold my mind.
And the soft, sensitive, gentle heart.
And it came to me through a dream.
I did not recognize the image in a dream opened.
The subject of my new unexpected love.
Even more powerful incentive to have unleashed.
Has not led me, and not familiar.
And the reason is not clear, again.
And it's not for me, this image.
He comes from a different life, a real one.
But it is completely virtual.
That image is not predictable persecuted.
And again, you love your sending me a test.
And the pain, I was again about anything without asking.
But it is visible not just.
You came to me on my last.
Decisive battle, with a not submissive.
And the proud and unyielding.
Always in a fight just to fight with you.
Recklessness and heart, and mind, gave me.
I send for a living?
Or just to die?
This is a whole and the vast sea of ;;happiness.
It's just a storm, thunder and lightning storm.
It's just a love of bad weather.
Not predictable, and the elusive than ever.
Happiness is someone else, somewhere in the vast world.
It's not mine!
And from me unapproachable distance.
Crazy and not real happiness.
It's just a "Tsunami of Love!"
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