I wrote a letter, the letter was long...
I wrote a poem,That also not short
I thought a thought To know what to do
I did it for nothing I did, to get you
My mind in the past My body's here
It's hard to came back To came back from tears
I lost my control I cannot forget
I can't lose you But lost your respect.
It Doesn't metter What I will do
But every moment I'll think of you
Forgive me, dear Don’t leave me alone
It's harder thing To be in the cold
You're first, you’re last You’re all in my life
You’re only one Whom I ever loved
You are the hall As paradise
You're black and hot As white and ice
What's going on In dark your soul
What's going on Tell me more?
I hate myself Because of you
I hate myself 'Cause I love you
What am I suppose to do?
What my life means for you?
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