воскресенье, 6 января 2013 г.

Being Separated from each other, We shed our tears n blood. Being Separated from each other, We lose n win the mud. - Separated from each other, We are looking forward to a mutual touch; --Separated from each other We are hungry n thirsty too much. Our trembling lips once were together Now our whole body is being gashed, Our heart is at the end of its tether. Our mind is in being thrashed. Once there was a thumping lie: That for me there is no guy, So let that tremendously f……ng lie In the flames of our passion die! Let your heart be forever mine! Let my heart be always wined; For there is no other way for you n me Let it be, man, let it be. 5 January 2013

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