A Life Once Lost // Almost perfect but I failed: |
What else do I need to do? What else can I say? sorry? I have trained myself to love you. But you no longer look at me. why? what have I done to you? I tried so hard to be perfect. But you still throw me aside. I wish I was the symbol of passion. The passion that fills yours eyes. But I was always second in your heart. |
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