Tuesday, May 13, 2014

The End

My chest has been hurting, the end may be near
I've had words to say but no one to hear
Not a shoulder to cry on, not even a hug
No one to kiss me, or give me some love

I'm so fat, I'm so ugly no one looks my way
She loved me a while ago, why not today ?
Silence isn't golden from the one that you love
only love left for me, comes from above

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