only a heart heavy wit a load of emptines can sing diz song...
I can hear d shril cry of d shadowy ghost of loneliness...
Frm whence com diz shadow cast not by d sun, moon nor artificial illuminant....
But cast by d black sun of solitude.
Spil i say spil diz bitter wine
Its no good 4 u... Not u,
Look into d horizon, there is comfort, peace and lov
Lik d sweetness of yestadays dream...
Exitin lik 2moro's achievment...
Cry if u may...
Sob loud... Sob quiet
U hav my shoulder rest ur head there
U have my ears... Say ur pain...
U hav me... Am ur friend, cry in my arms.
Dedicatade to sefy in d time of her pain
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