once upon the time
Thousands and thousands years are gone
There was an emotion called a real love
When people's souls were pure
Honesty and prid were lovers guide
What's left here behind
Just memories of real love
as the old movies they'rejust survived in stories of love
People's modernisation graved senses of love
Pure emotions there has suicide
Relationships became fake
They're almost broken into pieces
while the wind of life blows shrowd
They are waek and pale as they fall apart
Through storms of life
They'll fall apart as they're punches of dusts disappearing at once
I'm the one who believes in lifetime survived love
Black or its white Being or not
Immortal crowned angel in whites is the real love,
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once upon the time Thousands and thousands years are gone There was an emotion called a real love When people's souls were pure