Take Care
Did you remember those dull days?
I was really dying … dying
For God only the heart prays
But your heart believes in lying
How many days did you deceive me
How many people did you enjoy
Put me in hell, but don't doubt me
I love you, but now. I'm away
Hopeless talking, useless care
You never tell me truth for real
Be always, unfair, unfair
No more talks and no more deal
(مارس 10-08)
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