Charles Ireland - Poem 16– Awakened lyrics
A brown eyed tragedy If feeling pity Don't cry Just talk to me Don't make me hate your pity You can hate the most the ones you love Our may turn to me Don't' go But don't stay I would hate to hate your pity
A brown eyed tragedy If feeling pity Don't cry Just talk to me Don't make me hate your pity You can hate the most the ones you love Our may turn to me Don't' go But don't stay I would hate to hate your pity