with a silly smile and the night we let away.
You curse my life pretending we were ok,
you forgot to love me, you broke my soul again.
I need to run, I need to be away.
I'm blue and torn apart, its just the same every single day.
You sing a life with bleeding hands feeling better today.
Honey, try again, it's not that simple, not that easy.
It isn't sorrow and sadness we create.
This is our magic ending showing us how to keep on moving from this day.
BY HADA.

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