Thursday, February 17, 2011


I wasn’t the one who pull the trigger
I was just a victim of the plan
I’m not guilty of putting my heart into danger
You deceive me like any other man

I trained my heart and built a wall
So I am not that easy to fall
But you betray me and destroy what I built
And you left me bear this kind of guilt

And now I’m imprisoned
With this objectionable reason
You leave me disagreeable
In this dark and cold dungeon

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