Saturday, 19 November 2011

2nd April 2004

If you did not love me,
Give me back my heart
For it was killing me
Like the poison from a dart:
The love inside my tortured heart for you.

If you did not love me,
Tell me right away
For it was killing me
In slow motion night and day:
What made me wanna fly away with you.

If you did not love me,
Let me know at once
For it was killing me
These last few torturous months:
What filled my heart with tons of love for you.

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