We call a cat as pet,
we call a patient as a treatment,
we fall to the ground as we get,
to bet that one day we will rise as a gentlemen,
she's hurt,
i've been cursed,
4 making her burst,
peace as i walked,
the way i should trust,
the girl who tink she's tempted,
now evryone is letting her down,
but im not cause i can't,
instead of bringing her to town,
to rebuild her laughter,
and surely she'll be a good daughter,
bcoz obviously she lovely,
but speak to me,
leave it to me,
coz i knw hw's ur pain,
and hw's ur time to faint,
men i've been tinking bout this,
hours and hours ago,
whether i could be the best,
or just let her go....
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
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