Jan 2017
A huff of anger,
I puff the smoke,
We wont be together,
Those words you spoke,
Puff the smoke,
While my heart broke,
Trying to cope.
These barren hopes.
I puff the smoke,
We wont be together,
Those words you spoke,
Puff the smoke,
While my heart broke,
Trying to cope.
These barren hopes.
(SINGAPORE)
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