Sunday, 22 April 2012


Now dear, you are in anger
I know you are in pain,
I can read your words,
The life is sometimes love torn sensation.

Have I hurt you?
I have a peer in your loved findings,
I like to taste the sense you bear therein,
With high you move in loved endurance.

Dear lover, please believe me,
The hard thing I do to make you happy,
That may bring some pain in your reigns,
I have the taste of essence of love hedge,

As love has some beating the sweet feeling
That is open on our assemble in working,
And your anger and burn have done this turn,
Life is beautiful you perhaps feel it now as offered.

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