sábado, 21 de marzo de 2009

I'm a hopeless romantic and kicking the habit but all hearts have darts.Sweet red cherry blossom tree that lives in both you and me. You marked your name but I can see, its not on me. So I've shamelessly gone and made myself come undone. Heavy hangs my head when I'm Unhearted.

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