My True Love
Not a day, week, month or a year, chased her non-stop.
I love her, she claimed, she has no solution of my madness,
my love is true, she said, you are boring, i feel stress,
you 've no dare to express feelings you tried me to bind with a rope,
why do i merry you, you are waste and has no hope?
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