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Apr 2015
When love was tired and yourself was free,
The guilt is gone,
The heaviness is gone,
The lies are gone.

When love was tired and yourself was free,
The spark was lost,
The eyes are not dilated,
The heart was exhausted.

When love was tired and yourself was free,
How will you say it was?
How will you say it with less pain?
How will you say the most painful words?
The most painful words,  a lover can hear.
How will you say sorry?
Can you ever forgive me?
How will I say goodbye?
If there is no good in saying those?

When love was tired,
Say goodbye.
Free yourself.
Accept changes.
Then that's the only time,
Yourself was free.
LJDC
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LJDC  22/F
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