My fate is too rare heartless bitch. It sends me gifts and takes them back. It is not possible to lynch. It puts on all my ways its crack. I hardly know what love is. When saw light at once forgot. And I am living with all this. Knowing well what love is not. From many roads I chose the wrong. From many stars I look on lost. With way of tears which is too strong, With desperation which the most. I hope one day will be bliss. Meanwhile the only doubts I got. I hardly know what love is, But know well what love is not. | 
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