Sad story on Sunday

Sunday evening I was always alone ...
None of my friends are waiting ...
Around I see him ...
not as beautiful as the first ...
 

 when is it coming to an end ...
My heart has been broken and destroyed again ...
Although I smile, but not a smile as usual ..

Regrets getting in and sad ...
I have handed over all the property and life ...
I do not want to suffer like this ...

 
Hopefully this is just a dream ....  

Only a dream ..
The sad story in the week That always abused me ....
I'm afraid it's my story brought to the grave ..

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