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thought i'd found my kindred soul in you

had to learn how cruel my kind could be

freeze all smiles and lie in wait for tears

count my faults and miss to kiss me

your scowl - makes out of the sweetest touch

a big punch that is too much

your glower - makes out of the sweetest scent

an unbearable - smell that could be hell

your cold manner - out of a simple word

an injust - sentence that should hurt

your angry look - makes out of a simple thing

the cruelest ones

i've ever heard of

takes away my courage

and destroys a little heart

that tried to learn to beat for you

i was not honest all the time

but i was honest

when i said that i love you

sometimes you don't notice simple hints

and suddenly you realize

that things went wrong

and pay the price

for having thing looking so nice

and then the difficulties grow

and you persistently ignore

that they are knocking at your door

but you go for a walk inside

look at me, i talk to you

if you don't talk to me i go

not everyting must be a show

not every show has to go on

if you don't talk to me i run

if you don't talk to me i run

if you don't talk to me i run