Sunday, November 28, 2004

Predictable

Everywhere I go,

Everyone I meet,

Everytime I try to fall in love.

They all wanna know,

Why I'm so broken?

Why am I so cold?

Why I'm so hard inside?

Why am I scared?

What am I afraid of?

I don't even know this story never had an end.

I've been waiting,

I've been searching,

I've been hoping,

I've been dreaming you would come back,

but I know the ending of this story,

you are never coming back, never, never....


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|Sunday, November 28, 2004|


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