Gray is now covering the top of my head
But I prefer to keep it a nice shade of red
You'd think my age would make me quite smart
But the gray fogs my brain I'm no longer alert
I made a bad choice to let you into my life
You broke my heart and caused me great strife
I can't stop the love that I'm feeling for you
But I choose not to like you as you are quite cruel
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 10:23 AM UTC
Gray is now covering the top of my head
But I prefer to keep it a nice shade of red
You'd think my age would make me quite smart
But the gray fogs my brain I'm no longer alert
I made a bad choice to let you into my life
You broke my heart and caused me great strife
I can't stop the love that I'm feeling for you
But I choose not to like you as you are quite cruel
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