My Love Said Mistake You
I am happy with your say bad and I am happy with your sadness
If we ask for an answer, I will give everything
The staring eye is your eyes and It is your eyebrow and the bend of your hair
All from is the government of your love that I am in pain
I'm sorry that my love made a mistake
He said, beware of love, it is the source of trouble
It is not necessary for him to love me
Without your beloved, it is a blade and a vein in my hand
Copyright © Sam Keshavarz Amandi | Year Posted 2023
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