lunes, 15 de junio de 2009

Tears Dry On Their Own All I'll can ever be to you Is a darkness that we know, And this regret I got accustomed to. Once it was so right When we were at our high, Waiting for you in the hotel at night. I knew I hadn't met my match, But every moment we could snatch, I don't know why I got so attached. It's my responsibility, And you don't owe nothing to me, But to walk away I have no capacity. And not what it happened to usnot what it happened to us but I I love you although walk with her.

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