You come into my life,
All full of sweet talks,
Full of sweet promises,
You made it seem perfect
I push away,
You pull me back,
You insist,
You lure
As when the deed is done,
You fled,
All sweet talks gone,
All sweet promises broken,
It's perfect no more
You feed talks on staying strong,
talks on laying low,
talks of being macho and all,
Yet call me when you feel low
You're so low,
I'm so low,
I'm addicted,
I'm stuck in too deep
I hate that I can't hate you,
I hate that I can't stop forgiving you,
I can't push away,
I'm losing my cool,
Please, help me be strong..
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Friday, 2 January 2009
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