2016-04-03 - 1:20 a.m.
No more jokes, love Your overused, mean tricks are getting too old I've had enough This heart is growing cold No more tricks, love I may have been back on my feet any day now Repeating the same old, sickening routines are tough I need something new, somehow No more Don't you get it? Why do you keep doing this to me for? Once again, you're chipping my faith away, bit by bit Stop showing me them: those who are only after 'one thing' before flying away I'll be damned to ever give in I know they're not meant for me Don't you see? They leave me with nothing but a sense of personal defeat So please, no more of these stupid jokes of yours, my love because I've just had enough Find some other hearts to play with and shatter to pieces I bet there are plenty Just leave me be Don't distract me with the same old grief, unless you really mean business Please? R. Writer@work (Jakarta, 1/4/2016 - 10:14 am)
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