All goes around in the time,
It seems so tender, but it's a crime.
His love will turns to death, again,
And he is going through the pain.
He tears his heart apart for love,
His looking for the path of love,
Unending and so dark!
All goes around in the time,
It seems so tender, but it's a crime.
All goes around
© Copyright: Анна Устиненко, 2010
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