I didn't write on English for a long,
And now I decided write again,
Don't know if that right or wrong,
Don't know sun shines or crying rain
Don't know if I can write about love,
Write sincerely and write honestly,
Gloom sky is looking from above,
I choose by myself and I am lonely
I choose to be lonely all my life,
Because my love is far too much,
Myself was putting in heart a knife,
My cruel destiny is till now such
Before my eyes I see a lot of ways,
And I choose from all them only one,
And I remember that strange days,
When of his eyes I started quickly run
If somebody will ask me why so crazy?
Or of this man I afraid and simply hate?
I tell them that I love him and not a lazy,
I know that my destiny is not my fate…
No fate
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