Chanced
Chanced
Hi, pretty girl
what kind of dreams
did you have last nights?
The last nights?
Again
My heart is torn
And bleeding
I mend it but
My memories
Pierce the openings
Hi, pretty girl
To who
Are you throwing love to
With your fruit-like lips?
Does it make you sad?
The heat of my tongue
That let me speak
Has already cooled
And I can't sing
Songs of love
Anymore
Still you do not answer
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