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Russian Bullet
This theme is known quite well.
Our love story was like a Russian roulette.
I would never bet or foretell
If I had to bite a bullet.
My heart sang a beautiful song,
I could fly high in the sky,
Wrote poems for the one I belong,
I didn’t think of the day I die.
He changed the rules of the game,
I ran away from the unnecessary risk,
Love forever I wanted to proclaim,
But he showed me ...
Sunday 9th June 2024 6:02 am
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