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Täna on reede, 29.03.2024, kell on 07:02        Ajutiselt on sisselogimine peatatud
. Vaata: Sweetest enemies .
   

Sweetest enemies

You're a wound on my skin,
You made me lie, you made me sin.
Your finger pointed at me,
you disappointed me,
you ashamed me.
Tell me, what are we?
Are we friends or woes?

Please stop stepping on my toes.
This is the wrong dance,
you blew up your chance.
You clipped my winds,
and played with the strings
of my sanity and nerves.
I think you never cared.

I want to grow a shell,
I want to hide from this hell.
I don't deserve this treating,
so now I'm retreating.
I'm leaving you alone,
you chilled me to the bone.
I'm leaving you undone,
I'm leaving you on the dawn.
anger
Lisas: LizzieLike @ 2011-09-25 Hinne: 4.67


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