Broken heart
I do... do love
But you break... break my heart.
I do... do sufferings
And it's your fault.
I worry every night:
Where do you go out?
My mother strongly cry
When I say: "It's quite right".
You break my soul
But I stand all.
Once I leave you...
I do... do love
But you break... break my heart.
I do... do sufferings
And it's your fault.
It isn't love.
It's pain and crash.
I hope to save me
But you take away me.
I agree with fate.
I permit you:
Let's, kill me. Hate.
I do... do love
But you break... break my heart.
I do... do sufferings
And it's your fault.
29.09.2020
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