A heart
A heart
Oh pain! You can’t! My life isn’t a hope but driven evil kind
Yes, pain! Follow my heart! Can we be alike? Not evil kind
… Just live in the Heart.
I continue this poem now. I was chatting with a lady - gone
Now four o’clock in the morning, sad night gone - she angry
… because I don’t want to work in porn
My heart comes from God, not like the forgotten muse
This is my fate, meet always with used clothes, I am so done
… laundry is full of my clothes
… Bye
Continue my poem, oh yes, oh, the heart, yes, pain with full
Full of pain, love! a human will come to you and get you
… pain turn into happiness
… love, I am following you
I apologize from all the ladies in the world; my kind’s life’s bye
My life is not a lie, just living without a heart, not you can kind
A style, no, just a simple kind, let you a life, put a heart; my life
… into our life
No, it’s not right. Repeat it:
“A style, no, just a simple kind, let you a life, put a heart; my life
… into our life”
I mean, put lives in our life, and put a heart into our life, and put
… a heart of you
… into my life.
Your life
I respect
Lives
Us
Never dies
And we
Never die
You
Me
Heart
Kind
Heart
of
Kind
A kind
of heart
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