Walking with a sunken pain,
I limp every next, for pride.
No faith, no belief, not even
greed, in my losing stride.
Wasted for good, wasted by glory,
I seek an emotion.
Slapped by fate, robbed by time
sensing a premonition.
Well, the times shall change,
the times shall sail.
But the love, for a soul that blessed
my world, shall never ever fail.
I Love you, My love!
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