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Wondering why...
I made two hundred guitars cry,
Just as I cried two hundred tears
Wondering why...
You think you can always
Come after you leave,
But even the season changes,
Nothing remains incomplete.
I hurt myself avoiding hurting you,
The knife ending up cutting my heart in two.
© roxana
Just as I cried two hundred tears
Wondering why...
You think you can always
Come after you leave,
But even the season changes,
Nothing remains incomplete.
I hurt myself avoiding hurting you,
The knife ending up cutting my heart in two.
© roxana
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