waiting for your reply
sitting here alone
am I supposed to cry?
hear that annoying tone
you've told me you love me
where are those words now
enjoying that scene you see?
my only question is: how?
how could I let you in
and ruin my whole life?
yeah, that's what I really mean
but not tryna pick a knife
I'm picking up the pieces you broke
tryna get you out of my mind
throwing away your last Coke
you're the only one of you're kind
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PoesíaOnce your champagne eyes turn wine-red, you feel the knife twisting in your chest. -When you hear people mocking you behind your back when you are sick at heart - it is when you know you have entered the ill-conceived adulthood, the sincere womanhoo...
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