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sunday drive
Is our secret safe tonightand are we out of sight Or will our world come tumbling down? Will they find our hiding place is this our last embrace or will the walls start caving in? |
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Monday, August 2, 2010 You make me awkwardly comfortable. There is an aim, a purpose but no motivation to it. What if history repeats itself. Its a really sunny day, I wish I could play ball everyday. My throat is killing me, its ripping me apart, its tearing me inside out, nothing's gonna help, please heeeelllpp meee. |