Old friend, I still see you...
I am still so much around.
I'm not gonna practice on you...
The hurts you taught me about.
I am not gonna run off either...
Not that kind of girl.
I'll be as low as you have pushed me...
And end up bringing up pearls.
But still at times I wonder...
If it's possible for you.
To take back some things that happened...
If not all, then at least a few.
Un- break my heart for me...
Un- use my time.
Un- do the loses...
Can you un- touch my life?
Could you un- crush my trust in love...
Could you un- close the door.
Un- break my heart for me...
Can you un- be my cure?
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