broken into pieces wish i could glue them together: i am not waiting to hold your hands, There is no wish to lean on your shoulder, There will be no sadness after you're gone, I don't Think, I am capable of telling such lies.

Monday, 25 February 2013

i am not waiting to hold your hands, There is no wish to lean on your shoulder, There will be no sadness after you're gone, I don't Think, I am capable of telling such lies.

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