You kept me here for so long
Here in your kingdom
That is dark and cold
It has no life at all
Just full of uncertainties
And doubts and wicked schemes
There is no mercy
Even love, and it kept me lonely
I wondered why you chose me
When we have so much differences
I am life and you are death
No wonder no one likes you
Because of your nature
But I learn to love
Every bit of you
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Parfume: Smells of Pleasure
ŞiirHer moans of pleasure is like the sweet voice of the nightingale.