to us, every time?
Why do we fight like this?
I don't know the answer,
poetry's my way out.
But that question remains,
I still have a doubt.
Why can't we stop?
Why do we start?
Why is it like this,
when we are good at heart?
Why do you want to?
Why can't it end?
Why do you do it?
Why can't you pretend?
Is it my fault?
What have I done?
I try my best to be happy,
why can't we have fun?
I can't answer.
But I can say this.
I wish we could stop.
This relation didn't exist.
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