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On its crystal lines...
Ball of fire...
I have counts for a thousand times
The sweetest things you gave in lines...
You don't need to hold my hand
If your mind seems so far away...
I showed you the hundred reasons to hold on
But you gave me one reason to let go...
How fool Am I to trust again
For a hundred of chances I wish to win...
A heavy drop of a crystal tears
Fell on every turned leaves...
Never to unlove, never to regret.
all of your doubt that you should forget.
When you Love forget about what you could get.
But a pure Love you could truly give.
Talking to much do not always reflects on intelligence sometimes it is criticism.
Dont give me roses, It will dry.
Dont give me chocolates. I can buy.
Dont give me gifts. Dont give me things.
Dont give any pieces.
Just give me your precious time.
by Kitty Cat Lady