He's dying.. What I'm gonna do? Just stay and look in his eyes and i whispered, does it hurt you?
He's dying.. He's dying.. He's dying..
I feel guilty.. Does it hurt you? I'm sorry..
I feel guilty.. Does it hurt you? I'm sorry..
What I've done to you, it's just an accident, I don't wanna hurt you..
I feel guilty.. Does it hurt you? I'm sorry.. I was so careless of you..
I feel guilty.. Does it hurt you? I'm sorry.. I was so careless of you..
If you are destined to leave me, I'm not going to forgive myself ..
Because I know, it's my fault, it's my fault, and i'm frankly speaking, it's my fault.
When we talk about greatness, I often put myself as an observer, is there greatness I also have it? When we talk about love, I'm already in the world I'm alone, I'm so fond of something. When we talk about the mistake, I often put me myself as the culprit, and now proven if something is going to leave, I do not forgive myself till the last breath I am. =(
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