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Monday, June 23, 2014

If fear and hatred make beasts of us, then it is our stories that make us human.



My Old Story
by IU

Do you remember that lonely alleyway?
I still remember now
The anxious days when I couldn’t tell you I loved you
Did you know about that?
The beautiful nights of the past when we were childish
I am still in love
You childish person
You try to take all of me, you heartless person
Were you too shy to say anything? Did you not like me?
I still can’t figure it out
If you hear this song, please come to me
My dear, I’m waiting
You heartless person
This night tries to take all of me, you childish person
Tonight, tomorrow night and the night after that
I’ll wait forever

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