Well I don't wanna be the blame, NOT ANYMORE. It's your turn, so take a seat, we're settling the final score. And why do we like to hurt SO much? I can't decide. You have made it harder just to go on. And why, all the possibilities where I was wrong. That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
My mouth is dry with words I cannot verbalize.
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