every time u not in da mood
u can scold me without reason
every time u are tired
u can angry me without reason
every time u scold me
u can simply find a past tense matter and complain
every time u are busy
u can just leave me alone and go on with your things
nowadays u used to be alone
nowadays u used to stick with your friend
nowadays u can ignore me without reason
nowadays u do enjoy your personal time
nowadays I'm not longer in your eye sight...
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Men who do not forgive women their little faults will never enjoy their great virtues.
Love is like a tree in the four seasons of change. It can either bloom and blossom into a warm, loving relationship, or it can slowly turn, fade, and die, and grow unbearably bitter and cold.
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