To stay still and be as steam,
Had been to me so extreme
Thinking on my own I could explore
My lucks, one logic or a little more.
Well darling you're always know
And I'm not ready to learn how
I'd always remained stupid to choose
Or rather looked for a license to use.
Sorry, I've been the woodworm
And you been the hard corm
I've eaten too deep in to a tear
Sweetheart, I was just trying to care.
Peeping at the other side of the coin
I didn't know I never made you join
I never knew love is an inhalation you can't get enough
Please forgive me--everything will be taken care of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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