I’m standing here,
Escaping from the truth.
Fluming in sorrow,
Running away from you.
I say it’s over,
But still, you’re fixing it.
Hiding with felicity,
And I was dumped.
In this journey,
I find you in the mere utopia,
I thought you’ll go look for me,
But then, I saw you over her.
Made: December 30, 2005
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