Tuesday 3 July 2007 photo 1/2
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When you're dreaming with a broken heart The waking up is the hardest part You roll out of bed and down on your knees And for a moment you can hardly breathe Wondering: was he really here? Is he standing in my room? No, he's not... 'Cause he's gone gone gone gone gone
Annons