Once upon a whim,
I have another dream.
Maybe because I'm cynical,
That's why I tend to be critical,
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Sometimes I'd wish we've never met,
So different goals, I can set.
Instead of being stuck to you like glue,
Given some love, uncertain if true.
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Sometimes I love you, sometimes I don't.
Pursuing these mixed feelings, I won't.
I wish you'll just be my perfect prince,
So dirt in our memories, I don't have to rinse.
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If only you love me more than anything else.
That's what my selfish heart tells.
Because everytime you leave me alone,
I desire to give somebody else your throne.
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If you were a woman, you'll comprehend me,
Then you'll treat me less miserably,
You'll be clingy and drown in your own quicksand,
Maybe by then you'll truly understand.
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Peace and serenity seems not so close to mw
And misery seems to enjoy my company.
I remember the last time I was slightly happy
Was once upon this capricious fancy.
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Jan. 18 2015
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