Friday, March 4, 2011

...behind


Is time to start to let you go
Even if my heart don't want so
My soul will die with you-
I wish it was not true.

I hope I'll be the same 
Who felt in Love in this game
Now looking behind
My love was just blind.

It was nobody fault
Your Heart for me was cold
There's no space for blame
"Love" sometimes is Lame.





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