The One I Love
The one I love
the one I trust
the one I changed for
the one I offered my heart
serve my soul to his table
now judging me
hurting me
wounding my heart
and make it bleed
wooow!
what is the meaning of my existence?
but if it is just being
judged
entrusted
ignored
insulted
hurted
wounded or else
I'll just have to support all till my end.
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