The disconsolate heart detests the ignorance from the loved one;
where his feelings/emotions goes in languish;
for what he looks for is just a little recognition/a little love/a short care;
oh my love, Your ignorance puts my soul to death;
you can't love me, that i know;
reason i can't reside in your heart;
oh love, at least hate me;
for haters can reside in your mind, so will i;
don't snub on me, it kills my soul;
refuse to acknowledge me is what harms my mind;
scathe my soul/bruised my heart,
This pain i can't live in;
Oh love, at least acknowledge me;
For i will live happy knowing i was a somebody in your life;
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