Silly me,
Waiting all this time,
to realized you're never coming by..
I planted the soil..
I never greed or fed lies.
Krama catches me by surprise.
Never should've looked,
My heart in eager,
Tryin to figure out why,
Why I couldn't be that guy.
Happiness served right underneath your nose..
A sweep away was all it took,
I lost, no where to be found.
Pieces I gotta pick up myself.
Gone with the wind,
Free and happy..
I do wish for thee..
Heart in sorrow,
Confusion gained,
heaviness upon thy shoulders..
Why is love in vain?
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