Sunday, December 25, 2011

never-ending agony

You're like an Indian Summer in the middle of winter
Like a hard candy with a surprise center
How do I get better once I've had the best?
You said there's tons of fish in the water, so the waters I will test

You said move on , where do I go?
I've been trying like crazy to live without you.
But when I'm with him , I am thinking of you.
Damn, why it's you . . .
Tell me what should do. Tell me . . .
I don't know where should go.

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