She came to me broken,Someone had her heart stolen.Does pursuing her make much sense?Her moods get intenseBut I take it in my stroll.I rolled the dice,It told me to take a chance,But I know she will leave when she heals!
K.Oni
O, Lord of mercy Mercy me in my distress! My heart has gone far from you And your light of peace Has escaped my soul! O, bitter is the gall...
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