The streamed spring flows not anymore
The intense feelings all depreciated
Why not come and make my soul free again?
I have loved
But losing you is the case
You’re shady with a heart of gold
Same way you fling me
And I crave in the rave
I could offer you commas not zeros
If only your stream of love would flow not flaw
U have put a hinge on my soul
And what you committed is foul
Have you seen a lone man who dies from protuberance?
I have died,
Died as a result of,
The protuberance of an empty loneliness
You have sequestrated my heart from my body
And I have forfeited so much
My esurience for your love is vehement
And you’ve left me floating on the stream
I now quizzically murmur on the street
Abandoned with the empty feeling of ostracisation
You left me to love another lover
Why not come and make my soul free again???
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