Thursday, July 7, 2011

pizza con leche en mi casa

you might think its a precedure to do this this is not a test were losing track of time after everything we've been through what could i ever say? the words i couldnt ever say and the things i couldnt do tomorrow ill never come home this wish will never come true you'll never make it out my love there are no warning signs no more baby girl, this is a kiss good-bye

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