A Pile Of Meaningless Scribbles

It has long been dead Love
This has long been a bland flavor
It has long been Myself drown in the ocean on the high seas
Hi looking for you ruler infinite heart

When
And at the moment
Storm ocean waves and flows of life and I will hit my little boat carried away
Until this breath almost gone
You will-present with your ship
I save the unfortunate at that time

You came
You attend
I believe
You will come on time
Not going to let the stream of life drown me
You're going to come and rescue me like now that I know

Everything feels alive again
with your help
With affection
With full maturity and attitude that you guide me until I understand it

But now I realize
What you give is not the love of conscience
But a compassion for the girl that you rescued from the waves of the ocean at that time

I will not let this love dwells in your heart
Because I am aware of who I am
And who are you

I say once again
Thank you for your help
May the gods always give peace in your heart

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