Now I've cried-
so why don't the pain go a way, why is it still there?
Maybe it's ment to be, maybe it depends on me.
For the moment I'm not sure, about anything anymore.
Why do love excist, when in the end, it's something that we all missed.
Love hurts, and that's the truth, but I still can't blame it on you.
/ MF
Maybe it's ment to be, maybe it depends on me.
For the moment I'm not sure, about anything anymore.
Why do love excist, when in the end, it's something that we all missed.
Love hurts, and that's the truth, but I still can't blame it on you.
/ MF
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