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2008-09-12 04:05:52 UTC
Of the past that never was
My dear friend he is a tear
On my palm like a pupil
In this life I was not the one
For you, unfortunately to anyone
I was always the un seen
And who am I to be loved
The father is crazy the house is broken
The windows are shattered and the heart is taken
And me wishing the life would turn
To the pinky world of wonderland
Come on
You cant be the one
My dear lover
Here is a letter
To tell you that I was the one
And if I wasent the one
Then I m not the one for anyone
Cooking ,and cleaning doing my best
Working as slave as a maid
That never rest
Taking shower and smell clean
Shaking with tiredness
And say im fine
Here my love my last thing
After that I will leave the earth
In the desserts you will see my feet prints
And as you pass the seas you will drink my tears
Don’t be angry or sad my dear friend
i m still in the dark reading a book