Full of poison is unfriendly
Lighted is a lamp of memory in my heart
No other light of hope in my aboard
Chronic faithful dedicated i stay to beloved
Excuse is who loses reason first
Someone softly brushed past me
As if strangers never met before
Who kept me tying up step by step
Chaining me tightly unlike winds and waves
Heart itself was lost and stunned
With no sighs of despair on lips either
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