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 Mar 2015
A Watoot
I never got tired of reminding
Like how the wind never stopped howling
In the great, wild typhoon of the century
I never stopped my sadness, I'm sorry

I shut my mouth and hide my emotions
For you to be satisfied but I cannot stop the commotions
You turn me upside down with one word like the wind
But I never stopped reminding you,
sorry for I have sinned

A sin you so hate that you completely shut me off
I now stand still in my shanty I call my loft
And when the wind passed by again, I swear I'll stand still
That you will never again shut me off at your own will

At this moment, you forgot how to treat me well
This, I make you remember, how I should tell?
Remember how you pleaded and begged for me to stay
I did and no one, even myself got in my way

*You forgot how to kiss me
I dont know if what I am doing is right

— The End —