She said she loved me.
She said that she would hold my hand in the dark.
She said nothing would tear us apart.
Then why don’t i feel your hand in mine?
Why didn’t you want to spend time with me?
Why did you say I love you but not really?
So tell me why?
i got so many questions to ask before i die.
You put out our fire, that I couldn’t restart.
You tore us apart.
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Mind of a woman can never be read by anyone,
They will love just for sheer thrill and fun,
They are strange totally under the Sun,
So far, they are fully understood by none!
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