You are not worth a single creation,
Not a single dispirited soul,
Let it cover me, illumination,
Let enlighten me, let it just grow.
If I love you, what should I do?
How many years have passed since then?
Why has everything dramatically changed,
But has love remained the same?
I let you go for the hundredth time,
At three thousand I say I'm leaving you,
Throwing for the three hundredth time,
And in the millionth, I say that I don't like you.
You are not worth my revelations,
All the songs I would sing to you,
You will be aware,
With no situations.
I promise I can forget you,
I promise I'll inform when I do
You are not worth a single creation
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