miércoles, 24 de febrero de 2010

Don't leave me hanging in a city so dead, held up so high, on such a breakable thread; you were all the things I thought I knew, and I thought we could be. You were everything, everything, that I wanted, we were meant to be, supossed to be, but we lost it; all of our memories so close to me, just fade away, all this time you were pretending so much for my happy ending

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