9 de mayo de 2009

Dont ask me what you know is true. Dont have to tell you I love your precious heart.
I was standing, you were there. Two worlds collided and they could never tear us apart.
We could live for a thousand years, But if I hurt you I'd make wine from your tears.

I told you that we could fly, cause we all have wings but some of us dont know why.



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