Sharp Words
You chose to sting me with your word
My cry came to you, unheard
The look for me, on you face
You succeeded and made me feel discrace
( Your love for me, had been replaced? )
You killed me with that glare in your eye ,
When,
With a Smile, you said
"Goodbye"
You chose to sting me with your word
My cry came to you, unheard
The look for me, on you face
You succeeded and made me feel discrace
( Your love for me, had been replaced? )
You killed me with that glare in your eye ,
When,
With a Smile, you said
"Goodbye"