Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Certain things in life remain as a mystery
it holds me hard and never lets me free

though it is past, and days have gone
though,this battle I could never have won

I have cried till my eyes turned dry
but I wonder why i still sit and cry

I have seen everything,i'v seen this pain
I felt it piercing through the deepest vein

I still miss you, I miss you so bad
this is why I sometimes go mad

though its gone like water washes away the dirt
can somebody tell me "WHY DOES IT HURT"?

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