My friend was … and she is his truly love … their love the story of country and people get wearied how the story become to fight, abandonment, and moodiness … but Im the killed witness between them … they are two sword of fire fighting in my heart … He came to me sick and lost his heart is hurt … He is blade like killed guy … please be my doctor and standing my hurt … Did you seeing her, did you talk to her about me, did she hurt more than me … and that perfume did it still on her body or she change it … yes yes shes mad from me I lost her … Im foolish dullish there is no women like her … my friend was cry … shes meeting me and her face like death, like dissolve candles in the fire … his name when come by its hurting her … shes take of my hand and cried like a twister … Hes destroy my dreams hes make me concern like rain … But please take care of him like Im his mother … His great feeling will kill him Im afraid for him not for me tell him the wind was kidnapped a girl on port hes love with her and let him go to next beaches because hes drowning my ship… Shes talk to me and him and her and him to tomorrow morning … the phone does not let my hand … comeback together or let each other go forever … you are like two sword fighting in my heart … and you two afraid like afraid mother of her sun ……
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