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viernes, 13 de marzo de 2009


The truth is hiding in your eyes, and it's hanging on your tongue, just boiling in my blood,but you think that I can't see what kind of man that you are? If your man at all, I will figure this one out.. On my own...(Screaming i love you so) On my own... (My thoughts you can't decode) How did we get here?!
/147am

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