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It was fake love. I don't know, how But I loved you... You have a gun To brake my heart... And now I'm free alone. I turned off my phone... I'm shining like a star Without you, My fake. I don't wanna have A love story, And I don't wanna Say sorry... So you will die slowly. You are a bait, It is a fate. My love is hate... Okay, I'm late. See you later, boy, See you later. You are faker... And love level maker. Only a little bit stalker... And now I wanna be alone... Without you my world is flow Of calm and black coffee. Hm, do you wanna have matter... ...With my true love..? Yes, he is the best. Yes, he is the strongest. Yes, he is the nicest. He's mine. Goodbye, My friend, Sayonara. I don't wanna See you later. I am happy with him Like a free wind... Like the stars above the clouds... He is better than you. You are only... L. O. S. E. R. ___________ https://www.surgebook.com/anastasia_chan/blog/810xpyo - Перевод на русский © (Copyright, 2018) ⓝⓞⓡⓐ

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