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21 Oktobris 2008 @ 18:55
 

-There'll be no last chance to promise to never mess it up again,

Just a sweet pain of watching your back as you walk away.

And I remember every word you said..

No, you never were, and you never will be mine.

And you don't see me like I wish you would..

 

(I just miss you, that's all)

 

 

 
 
: living in a bunch of memories
 
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