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by blue angel Oct 28, 2008 category : Love, romance / secret love
I hate this stupidity that I held inside It only goes round and round, Whenever I think of you I can't breath Or so it seems I think. Our story has been running for so long Yet 'til now it couldn't find its fin Why oh why must this be This is torture I can clearly see. Eight long years has passed by Can't believe I haven't forgotten My feelings was held astray But they were there no matter how I denied. My door was bolted when you knocked But secretly I was peeping through the hole Wishing you'll stay by me As I sort myself to be free. O please hold on Your patience is greatly tested here. Though your blind of this destiny, This I beg of you silently.