What do you think about my eyes?
You speak  they are fine.
You say lies.
Simply you tear me a sight.
You laugh at my life. *Smile*
But you looking thirst at my body. Legs..
You speak that I a pettiness.
But again you run to me to cry.
Look. Cry. Tear.
BUT you never will receive me.
You already have that so is necessary for me.
But you can't to return.
You have thrown out and have forgotten where.
You have lost my heart. My best feelings.
You have more than enough.
With you will suffice.
Stop! U haven't some chance!
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