I can't lend my tears
I can't sharpen my rusty swords
I can't die for love anymore
'Cause there's no more my dear
The last one too
I reserved for myself
i'm not there anymore
in quarrels for no reason
In unanswered questions
And in dirty dreams
I allow now
to get lost
my mortal love
I believe because
However, by this
It will wear out less
My old tired heart
Posted by Murat Guzel
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