lunes, 23 de febrero de 2009

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Come on let me hold you touch you, feel you, always. Kiss you taste you all night, always. And i'll miss your laugh your smile, i'll admit i'm wrong if you'd tell me. I'm so sick of fights i hate them lets start this again for real. So here i am i'm trying, so here i am are you ready.

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