Saturday 25 December 2010 photo 2/2
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I think about it all the time.
I wonder how it would be.
I was back on track, but I deraild.
When you saw me, what was it that you saw?
I remember, I shone in your place. Like a light of passion.
I gave away my self for greed, I lost.
When you gave in, what was it that kept you from it earlier.
Why now, now when the bricks are set in place.
If this wasn't what you seek, what is it?
Annons


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