yes yes my Love
when there are no ears
listening to my tears
dripping on the naked floor
I won't cry
sure
,not any more
you want me to fake ,I beg and you ignore
so I tell stories and cry while you get bored
my lips move, But I won't talk
no,not any more
holding the words, my songs for so long
I think my throat is closed and my feelings are sore
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