Wednesday 18 July 2007 photo 1/2
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You're about to feel a rush of blood run down your spine You're about to taste a dose of your own medicine Your love for failure clearly shows I'm better off to let you go You only lead the darkest alleys You're misleading me with your ghost I felt so afraid when you showed up With your means to betray Oh no, I'm tearing down all the memories of your face Though I never saw you I can recognize your taste of love This can't be love, you haven't the slightest what that means Love is patient, with no intentions to deceive
Annons