She killed
me with kindness
now I
can't heal myself with a will
my love
was only a dream
we could
never be more than friends.
I stay up
late to think
so I can
sleep the days away
every-time
I looked at you
you were
always looking away
we could
never be more than friends
Can I live
with all this feeling? The pain is intensely deep
and the
one who can relieve really don't care.
So I try
to stay busy, can't be all alone with my thoughts
Because I
might do something really wrong.
We could never be more than friends.
K.Oni
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