I bleed
Anytime i get the chance
Most especially when i don't get one
Even though they aren't fresh anymore
I get the feeling that they are
Probably, because i couldn't get over it
I cry
Anytime i remember glances of you
Most especially when you stand right in front of me
Even though we parted long ago
It still feels like yesterday
Probably, our times we'll never forget
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