LEFT OF LOVE.
A man existed
Who to only matter him to play every day,
A woman existed
Who suffered by that man.
But she I get tired to hope
To whom it took it into account and she leave?
She leave only without which it could console it,
Without nobody could see play,
Finally left of love.
Of as much seeing it play
Her volume one measurement,
(She wanted to leave),
Felt could not only be believed it,
Required to its friends so that they could help,
But they made fun of,
Nothing else did not have to do and it continued playing?
She leave only without that it could console it,
Without nobody could see play,
Finally left of love.
She leave it only without that it could console it,
Without nobody could see play,
Finally left of love.