The intensity of your so-called love,
Which I never could feel,
The coldness of your heart,
Which you never hid,
But I was just too blind,
Too naïve to think,
How evil someone could be,
I never dared to think,
I always wanted to see,
The best in every one.
Monday, March 26, 2007
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