Beareaved Love

My love! May I believe your love can bereave my sad thoughts that made me dip to caber

Oh not to this moment I have known to you

 

Just got to locked up

Woke up to mock up

No one to talk out

What I love to move up

Oh no! The world is just locked

 

Let\'s get out our struggles

Don\'t make it double

Let\'s make it a habit

To rub away the distraction

 

Oh! We now just woke up

To make our living a jog up

Not to go out to lame away

But to make it a hand distant!