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■ Que faisons-nous de l’amour qui reste ? ![]()
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It’s been a very long time since the both of us talked
I guess the box of happy thoughts about us is now closed I know I was wrong but I feel something inside A feeling I know can never be denied I said sorry to you early that morning I stepped on my pride because my conscience is dying Your respond surprised me hitting my heart Crushing it to pieces my pride torn apart I know in myself that I was really sorry But after we talked my mind had been blurry I decided I never want to share friendship with you Because most people are the same they don’t like me for true Now I’m seeing myself unlike the other me before I want to be alone to protect me from the sore My pride is slowly building itself up again And I swear I won’t let it be crushed now and then I like the new me being cold but true I know now more people will hurt me like you do So I guess farewell now my SO CALLED friend They say friendships are forever but ours came to an end.
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