Friday 27 November 2009 photo 3/4
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I wanna trust the pulse
In which decay is followed by bloom
And I’m sure any flaw will turn out beautiful
I try to get you up
But you go down
And you are not okay
I wanna carry you
But you won’t get up
It’s really killing me
You know it’s killing me
In which decay is followed by bloom
And I’m sure any flaw will turn out beautiful
I try to get you up
But you go down
And you are not okay
I wanna carry you
But you won’t get up
It’s really killing me
You know it’s killing me
Annons