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Life is like a dream. Right and wrong. Love and hate.
They all get buried with the passing of time and leave quietly with no trace.
Are you still angry over love and holding resentment? The opposite of love was not hate.
It was to throw someone away. I left you with hate instead of love.
I wondered to myself if I hat not left you yo rest in comfort. I am constantly worried. I still love you.
When you threw everything away to stand by my side in the rain...
when you threw your body in the way of a flying arrow to protect me...
I can never forget you now. I long for you. I also miss you.
However, I cannot go to you. I have grown weary of the heartlessness of a kind man.
I hope we can meet again one dat in the garden. I wait for you to come every day...

Life is like a dream. Right and wrong. Love and hate.
They all get buried with the passing of time and leave quietly with no trace.
Are you still angry over love and holding resentment? The opposite of love was not hate.
It was to throw someone away. I left you with hate instead of love.
I wondered to myself if I hat not left you yo rest in comfort. I am constantly worried. I still love you.
When you threw everything away to stand by my side in the rain...
when you threw your body in the way of a flying arrow to protect me...
I can never forget you now. I long for you. I also miss you.
However, I cannot go to you. I have grown weary of the heartlessness of a kind man.
I hope we can meet again one dat in the garden. I wait for you to come every day...

Life is like a dream. Right and wrong. Love and hate.
They all get buried with the passing of time and leave quietly with no trace.
Are you still angry over love and holding resentment? The opposite of love was not hate.
It was to throw someone away. I left you with hate instead of love.
I wondered to myself if I hat not left you yo rest in comfort. I am constantly worried. I still love you.
When you threw everything away to stand by my side in the rain...
when you threw your body in the way of a flying arrow to protect me...
I can never forget you now. I long for you. I also miss you.
However, I cannot go to you. I have grown weary of the heartlessness of a kind man.
I hope we can meet again one dat in the garden. I wait for you to come every day...

Life is like a dream. Right and wrong. Love and hate.
They all get buried with the passing of time and leave quietly with no trace.
Are you still angry over love and holding resentment? The opposite of love was not hate.
It was to throw someone away. I left you with hate instead of love.
I wondered to myself if I hat not left you yo rest in comfort. I am constantly worried. I still love you.
When you threw everything away to stand by my side in the rain...
when you threw your body in the way of a flying arrow to protect me...
I can never forget you now. I long for you. I also miss you.
However, I cannot go to you. I have grown weary of the heartlessness of a kind man.
I hope we can meet again one dat in the garden. I wait for you to come every day...

Life is like a dream. Right and wrong. Love and hate.
They all get buried with the passing of time and leave quietly with no trace.
Are you still angry over love and holding resentment? The opposite of love was not hate.
It was to throw someone away. I left you with hate instead of love.
I wondered to myself if I hat not left you yo rest in comfort. I am constantly worried. I still love you.
When you threw everything away to stand by my side in the rain...
when you threw your body in the way of a flying arrow to protect me...
I can never forget you now. I long for you. I also miss you.
However, I cannot go to you. I have grown weary of the heartlessness of a kind man.
I hope we can meet again one dat in the garden. I wait for you to come every day...