Sunday, February 10, 2008

.why I am a walking disaster.

Can you turn my black roses red?


I'm lost without you.


It's gonna take a lot to hold on,
It's gonna be a long way to happy.



Goodbye to you,
Goodbye to everything I throught I knew.

When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you.

I'll never get over you walking away.



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