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when a poor man loves

Something is raging in my mind,
I want to talk about it,
it's this strong feeling deep inside,
that found its way into my heavy guided heart,
since that gorgeous day, our path crossed.
Since then, my heart has not being himself, like he lost control.
People say, he has been nabbed by the love agency.
I wanted to tell you,
I swear, I wanted to tell you just how much I love you.
But everytime I tried, my pocket discouraged me,
he will say, love is important but money is importanter.
When I try to disobey his voice, he dangles my empty account,
shouting his lungs out, SAVE OUR SOUL!
Not that, I detest work, and I don't have a future.
It's just that, work is yet to bring a smile on my account,
and time is also yet to go meet my future.
For real, I love you!
I want to give, everything I have to you.
This isn't just a feeling, that rises and cools, like the sea.
This is a promise, that has my very soul as her guarantor.
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