Without your love I don't laugh,
The limit of my love is enough,
It is unshared, it can't cut half,
But I have gained your love.
My white hair is your memory,
My heart is your slave, isn't free,
Regret, you do not love me,
Without you I have gained joy.
The love is real, is not fiction,
My heart is your love ocean,
The waves are my passion,
But I have gained you.
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