the love I have for her, not fake buh look to be a bit real,
I is from Frome,
buh i keep disgusting,
I'm not a loving type I wish to be lonely buh she never understand that.
I love her has a bet,
I wish I can capote the loving time back,
it's an anchor age,
I'm giant and I can sing,
I make my excitement alone.
the love I have for her,
I'm under her spell buh I stand to be okay,
she wins, buh I keep losing weight of my love,
I wish to understand her love.
our togetherness is my joy,
now I'm heartbroken,
she's back to mend it,
how I wish I could love her,
my love for her is real.
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