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Is there anything to be done?,
to make you love me
What else remaining,
To do for you, to make you care me
To make you want me?
My gloomy soul
still mourning
still mourning
without you
endlessly
I went through this grief
over and over
over and over
This sorrow makes me realize
How much I loved you
Real love is always sad
It’s so sad,so sad.
By Manu Fernando
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