lunes, 14 de noviembre de 2011

It's killing me, the things that you can do. That no one else can do to me at all, am I wasting my time, as I fear that I'll go out and find someone that's out of luck too.
And If I had to do It all again, I wuld to feel the LOVE that I know you can send. Till I swing low, did I move too close?
Will the wind blow him away?
Where will the wind blow him today?

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