November
Sunday 18 November 2007 photo 1/1
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Don't put me behind bars, i need my freedom you said it yourself, freedom is what matter, it's everything worth fighting for and if you take my freeom what I'm I then? nothing? but I know that feeling already, know the tuch of the miserable fingertips you have done nothing wrong, it's my unreal language It's hard to tell when a heart is crying so don't blame the messenger I know I'm a misstake of charity and you are my goal but it's nothing worth when you turn your back at me over and over again and the third part gets it all why am I so stupid again and again It's the eyes that gets me, and the words so pretty and so pure but is that reality? say my name and I'll be there. Don't put me behid bars, I need you
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