Bogdana Găgeanu | Tuesday, 17 August 2021 | Print
Bogdana Găgeanu
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Now, you don’t love me
I’m all a burden
Now, you don’t see me
Behind the curtain.
I was your fortune
But now you’re broke
You were a surgeon,
My heart, a joke.
A victim is another heart
To search for gold
And a new start
Cause love was sold.
Her love will be burden again
You will find others. Until when?
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Posted 2:00 pm | Tuesday, 17 August 2021
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