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terça-feira, 2 de março de 2010

worst poet ever

i wish we had done it right
i wish you had me on your mind
believe me, my love, i've been counting every second since you're gone
and i honestly don't know what to do anymore

wish we'd had the nerves to make it work when we could
actually, i just wanted you to care as much as i do



after all, como eu já disse, põe o despertador pra tocar (ou vem dormir comigo de uma vez)

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