To get over you, its taken many years.
I killed the pain by ordering many many beers.
I got drunk so many times I nearly killed my liver.
Thinking of you still makes me shiver.
I just don't care or want to know whats happening anymore.
I tried to come in once, but you just closed the door.
I don't know how our love turned into hate.
I guess it was just the way of fate.
Do you know at what point I can find true love again?
Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.
That is when.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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