I don't wanna be the girl that has to fill the silence
The quiet scares me cause it screams the truth
Please don't tell me that we had that conversation
I won't remember, save your breath, because what's the use?
• When it's good, then it's good, it's so good till it goes bad till
you're trying to find the you that you once had I have heard
myself cry, never again broken down in agony just trying a find
a fit...
lunes, 27 de julio de 2009
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