When you were still dreaming while i’m here dying, wishing I was not around
What if I’ll say goodbye and flee,
are you happy now coz you’re free.
How stupid to let love leave, in exchange
dreaming of a new love you believe.
I thought I could take the pain more,
a day, a week, a month or year i’m not really sure.
I would rather go than stay
afterall i wasn’t the prince of your heart’s throne anyway.
Cruel how dreams eats the love
like crows scavenging on the meat of a dead dove.
My heart now is steel cold and pale
love after all isn’t a great fairy tale.
It really is a dismay
how sad to end a long love story this way.
Moved from my Friendster blog, written on September 2006
I would rather go than stay
afterall i wasn’t the prince of your heart’s throne anyway.
Cruel how dreams eats the love
like crows scavenging on the meat of a dead dove.
My heart now is steel cold and pale
love after all isn’t a great fairy tale.
It really is a dismay
how sad to end a long love story this way.
Moved from my Friendster blog, written on September 2006
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