Pain
Pain
From kind, a style of sad life
Pain following me, a woman
I loved her, but she was a sneak
She is a linguist, a perfect lady
Beautiful lady deleted my life
I will always remember her.
My love in my life to her heart…
… is a pain from the past…
…Past. Present past, my death…
Love’s petals are flying. I am far.
Pain is my love, days follow
… my life isn’t yours, needed
I loved you, search me; cemetery
… a heart is on fire, loved you…
… my pain is you, linguist woman
Someone loved you. Be kind to you
Love
Pain
Kind
Love
You
Missing
You
Loved
You
Vilmos
Heart
Broken
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