...liar
I know not to look for youand I'd never come running to you
those songs we used to play
I threw every single album away
scribbled over your phone number
coz now it's called by her.....
ch: I didn't just give alittle bit
I tried hard to make the peices fit
I gave much more than a little time
so don't question these decissions of mine
And no I don't want to know your excusses why
I just know I cry because we were a lie
Poetry by gills
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Written on 2007-01-22 at 06:42
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