13 Aug 2012

My Choice

I cannot come up with anything to say,
not even a song to play...
I hear you are talking to me,
through the lyrics I cannot see...
I wish I hadn't told you how I felt,
so that you don't look at me like that...
I'm not sure what I can do,
and I don't know what you expect me to...
I only wanted you to know that I have already fall,
probably it was a mistake,
but that's my choice to make...

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