Too Late.

by נυѕтуσυяανєяαgÑ”[иσвσ∂у]   Sep 4, 2005


Thinking of the time we spent together,
At that time i thought we were forever.
Now i understand it's true.
There no longer is a me and you.

And why do i still miss you,
In everything i say and do.
The one thing, The thing i hate,
Is i love you, But it's too late.

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