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05-09-2007, 04:22 AM
well that explains why your fluent in both ^^
my ankle hurts from work *yes totally off topic*
My heart bleeds,
Look at you hiding,
all the things to endure me.
I need you here with me,
Breathing,
wanting you to believe me,
I see you in all of these faces,
Blush with shame,
when I think of you,
and your pale skin.
I need you here with me,
Breathing,
wanting you to believe me,
I sell my soul for you...
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