Masochist
As you throw those heavy words, And inflicted pain in my pure soul, I've come to realize, That I could no longer bear the pain anymore. But as I look into your face, And witness those sparkly eyes, The feelings that I've abandoned, Immediately came back. Desperate and martyr as they call, But how come it's thrilling when you love someone that don't love you at all? Am I a masochist? For I let him to cause pain in my naive soul. E.
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