miércoles, 21 de enero de 2009

I love you so damn much; I’ll even start to pray.
I’ll put my faith in all your bullshit if it means you’ll stay. So Much for the past year, I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from. Your Eyes.. I’m burning out my bedside,
and I’m rotting out my insides. I stole your perfume to spray in my room, You will always be here. I was the hand that held your hair back from your face. Now I must forget the way you taste.

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