Mood: mischievious
Random Star
Now that she got it time after time breaking up
Will she be sobered, I think not
Chasing the wind to cover her shame but
We can still see her thoughtless minded jumping veins
O love - take me and grap me with your big strong arms
She whispers…
It will last long not more than just a single playlist of no music
Then she says …….*(@#$@
After these amateur adult movies copy words outta her mouth,
I pretend to ask her out for 1 more next time
Click and click like no other time due to lies between our eyes..
Til we meet again, tiny love
Once or more , countless time of last December
We had our time and shine through the night turn into day
Lastly there she is walking in the dark to find the man of me in the day…
Updated: Saturday, 4 April 2009 1:06 AM NZT
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