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Here comes the cold wind

What does that mean?

Christmas is just around the corner

When the calendar hits September.



I hate it, I hate this

I've never experienced a single bliss

I guess I'm feeling jaded

My heart is somewhat faded.



Holidays are not so special

Or am I just superficial?

That's why I am writing seriously

A love song dedicated for me.



I have missed so much in life

But not pain, trials and strife

I am tired of being alone

Living on my own.



I hate it, I hate this

Especially my past memories

I've waited for so long

For love to come along.



Valentine's day is not so special

Moreover, an occasion that's trivial

All corners are shaded with red

The color of love, war and hatred.



But now I'm no longer lonely

So make haste and get here, baby

Today, I am writing radiantly

A love song dedicated for me