January
13 February 2008
Better than naked (:
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I mean; please.
They don't see.
Just look at me, look at me now.
Come take a walk with me.
You hang up.
What about it?
Where do we go from here?
Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you.
The days feels like years when I'm alone.
When you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you.
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