Not Love of You I ask.
Now it belongs to safe place...
Trust what I to Your new Fave
No any hatings wrighting.
But accept some wiseness:
Let her to read my lyrics,
Let her to keep my pages -
What's so gently men!
And these stupidies needs more to
Mind allfull victory,
When friendship's light of discuss
And memries of first-days' gentlies...
But when of happiness alls notanywhat
You've got to live out with nice lovely
And for nasty-faden soul
Alls come to nothing -
Into my selebrative night
You not to come. Youth I'aint know.
And by what could I help You?
Out happiness I do not heal
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