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:: Cibalae ::
06.06.2008., petak
Sry my Luv
Sry is a hard word,
there is no excuse,
its only this world,
the time is damn hard to use.
Sry doesnt exist in this world,
i know i am guilty,
its a very short word,
but makes me feel pitty.
your presence is a gift,
a gift from above,
that i cannot drop,
its actually your love.
For you my love,
i would go to hell,
die in vein,
even in the worst imaginable pain.
Sry for even trying to love you,
i already told you,
what i felt at the first moment,
i saw you.
Sry for being a man,
sry for everything i said,
sry for the time i spent,
its just very sad.
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