How can I be my self,
when some one else,
have hurt me,
I'm blind to see,
I'm helpless when it comes to life,
so selfish when it comes to satisfied,
the only thing I can do it apologize,
I always thought you will be mine,
'cause you were always so kind,
if you don't to be with me then that's fine,
I'm just sorry we have no time,
to sort it all out like a crime,
this is my final line,
to say goodbye.
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