I don't know if i should be in a great mood or should i be in a terrible mood..
it was terrible to feel your pain, to see you feel pain for his pain..
I'm unable to reach out, i've to hold back, so much that the sword turned upon me instead..
Everytime you're here or you're there, the cut enlarges bit by bit
Yet, you told me i'm just virtually capable, not a nuisance
you begun to start pouring your soul to me
and i've had that few hours with you...
Maybe i'm the one you've been looking for?
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