At meantime sooner then thought
fell in the game that had played
always faithfull you too good at it.
At meantime sooner then thought
even brought flowers for your hunt
always faithfull you too good at it.
At meantime sooner then thought
aranged a plan to set someone up
always faithfull you too good at it.
At meantime sooner then thought
got inspired more then neccesery
always faithfull you too good at it.
At meantime sooner then thought
ended up killing all the love feeling
always faithfull you to good at it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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