To Win Means To Lose
The time we never had
Comes back in our memories
When everything's so bad,
And gently, play the ivories...
The joy we never shared
Is haunting us the most
When people 'bout we cared,
Are forever gone and lost.
The cry which never happend
Will always be yelling in us,
And feelings are so scattered
Like chantings of a curse...
The love we never felt
Is somewhere deep inside
Making our hearts melt,
When we're sitting lonely tonight.
But the hope we always share,
Is here and it will stay,
Like the beautiful Sun's glare
Until that faithfull day !
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