even if u give up taking my hand
my love is enough to me
i thirst for ur kiss
i console myself but dont say
maybe it is lie,game
as i said b4,after all fear comes out
what a pity but slowly
it has come in ut heart
isnt it hatred
lie making loves
it is like that u r not the half of my bed
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i am cold allthough i hug
my revolt is form y burning,even dying is calm
isnt it u that turn away and go,hey woman
my pride is falling apart
if only u look to my face
dont pass treading on me