Laa Finita - ANYMORE

I was annoyed,
hurt,
upset,
and said things I now regret.
I told her,
separate hollidays we 'd spend.
When all I wanted
was to be with her.
I aked again,
she hesitates.
She doesn't trust me,
I don't trust her.
At sixteen,
perhaps,
mothers should vanish,
and walk away.

La Finita

Laa Finita

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