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2006-08-05 | |
Iâ€™m bored with all her promise
Passing through an emptiness love
She always to denied her promise
And feel to be a second priority
Try to call you every day
To give attention for her
But always hear a voice mail
I donâ€™t want to pick up , Iâ€™m still broken
I wrote a letter to finish our love relation
And forget all about me
After finished to write that painfully letter
I put that letter above your apartement door.
Alone and uninspired night.
Sheâ€™s call me
And I donâ€™t want to pick up the phone.
I donâ€™t want to think about you anymore.
At the sunshines come to start a new day
She came and knock my door.
Open my door and I saw her cry.
She cry to get forgiveness from me
She hugged me with her missed
I just can be silent to hear all your explaination
But her cry purverize my angry wall
I can stand to see her cry
I just can to forgive her
And give her a chance to start a new part
Cause I realize too
I canâ€™t live without her
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