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WHY DO I CALL IT LOVE
Everything seems tough
Why do I call it love

She walks in my imagination
She lives in my heart
She is visible in my passion
This intimate relationship is wicked wraft

She appears in my dream every night
When clock sticks 9:00
Just you and me
And tasty wine

I find her everywhere
But she doesn't look at here

I am infatuated with your smile
I believe in all your lies

Emptiness, part of life
nobody carries a good soul
who'll release positive vibes
who'll understand my frequent fall.

long time
witnessed no smily face
just observed
discrimination in single race

experiences of life were rough
I became as much as I could be tough
but destiny was involuntary
all my wishes
© CHRISTMAS