Relationships of heart,
Relationships of heart,
Maintaining them is an art.
Threads of silk,
They are woven with.
Where handling gently work,
And force makes them jerk.
But this she never understood,
And my life is no more good.
Life and time waits for none,
And true love happens just once.
Now I love to live a lonely life,
Without family and my wife.
Loner I have come,
And as a loner I will go.
I just want to take a deep breath,
Because I know that I am going to die a lonely death.
sweet,simple and awesome
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