When I awoke...
When i awoke, every morning You wasn't here and every day I felt like I had some mourning Without your smile without your face You're was my diamond still you are I still love you and it's not secret I attempt but , why i stuck? I was broken and couldn't fixed Where are you at? Too many questions I've been expect , exhausting my patience I hoped, whole our life only me and you Be yin and Yang without fuckin infantile feuds Why i met you when i was alike little goof I told you too many type of me but hadn't a proof For convince you I'm who can make you glad But now its too late although little goof was dead Why you so kind? Why your pure mind Catched me, into the death cell After you heared death bell ,why I died Why I cried your name and called you To gave me strength and alone in my room
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