martes, 11 de mayo de 2010



It's all your fault you called me beautiful, you turned me out & now I can't turn back. I hold my breath because you were perfect, but I'm running out of air & it's not fair... I'm trying to figure out what else to say. What else could I say? To make you turn around and come back this way. Would you just come back this way? I feel like we could be really awesome together. So make up your mind cause it's now or never.

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