Loyality and my dreams

Your late my Master 

I'm only here to protect
my withered papers.
-

I woke up from the illusion of YOU,

after I had no patience left

Your late my dear

You come back after you mad me 

stay up all the nights

 

Let me ask

Where are my blossom Fragrances

That always filled the places
-Where is your taste, which was very high-

I swear on the minds of the past

That now I know the difference
between loyality and dreams

Your golden hair

is a symbol of my passion and Lovelorn

Your Majesty ... Your late
It took you a very long time
to get back... to be here

and I could not stand, wait

Under all the circumstances 

I was fed up

How much did I miss

It's not to describe
or tell

Where will I finde the old Perfumes

Meet the old smell of Loyality
-

I would go back for once

Because on her lap is my pleasure

Tears on my days

And my dreams

False passion

Full of pain in order to get me

Make me forget YOU

Tears on the late memories

Let it go

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