My love, my love, my love,
how could you do this to me
My love, my love, my love,
you were supposed to be
And I shouldn't have to tell you to explain yourself
Time passes by while I wait for your call
Time passes by; I hear nothing at all
And I'm afraid, and I can't breathe,
And I'm in love with you
But you are not with me
And I have put so much into a life
I made too much about you now to lie
A thing or two..
- lsling
- Although the content on this site may (at times) lack maturity, you still should be 16 and over to read it. It's just a responsible suggestion on my part. I'm nobody's parent.
Friday, September 26, 2008
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