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Scarred


It's 3 AM but I'm still awake I hear your voice whispering my name The beauty of yours is all what I miss Hoping I could finally touch your lips I recall the time I lay beside you And the way I wrapped my arms around you Wishing you're here now with me Even I knew that it's beyond reality I miss you like crazy I need you now baby But you're so out of reach Like words that I can't read As the raindrop gets louder My tears begin to fall As I watch you turned your back on me My heart starts to shatter Cause baby you left me In the middle of misery I'm sinking way too deep Knowing you're not meant for me And for the last time Can you go out with me? And let's have some coffee Even your heart's owned by somebody.
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