Dec 2014
How quickly a love can turn to hate,
Passion to hostility,
My heart on a plate.
You can't hurt me twice,
My zeal you ignore.
All I feel is ice,
Alas, I love you no more.
Passion to hostility,
My heart on a plate.
You can't hurt me twice,
My zeal you ignore.
All I feel is ice,
Alas, I love you no more.
(England)
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