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I'm sorry, I wanted to play,
This game of love as they would say.
And sorry that I had to cheat,
For broken hearts can't stand defeat.

You're water. But you grind my soul like sand.
I bleed all trace of life, until i'm just an Oasis in the open land.

So pure, so true; you're an Oasis too.
But there's no way to get to you.

cu dedicatie pentru "nu conteaza"