The End
There is no one who will win,
Your love is not okay,
You'll understand one day.
And changes'll never come,
My dreams will start to fall,
Your lips could be a drug,
But silence meets are suck.
So sad I'm not the best,
But you'll find a girl so fast,
You won't ever suffer by me,
it hasn't existed, calls "We".
I love you and loved for a while,
And everything will be fine,
So wish my beloved art man
Be happy so strong as you can.
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