Forever Chasing The Sun | |
August 27, 2004 //_ 5:36 PM | |
if you will be the paper, i will be the pen this feeling in my chest .. hurts. why should i forgive you i'm not a beauty, i'm just me .. i'm just me forgive me.. all shapes and sizes .. all the shapes and sizes.. my final plea: the odds are always against me i can't hide the pain inside just tell me [you're listening] xxxx |
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