Oct 07, 2005 21:34
who can guess that song???
I precisely cannot this one me thought did not arrive that it could indeed, is me the sappy author the love songs and acts in my Bachelorhood. Something tore a major interior me, somebody said that I believed then of the wings in the brush of the angels, your voice which became widergehallt something in my head. Choral society: The ugly day seems the sun, with each cloud which is received a silver plated fodder. The ugly day which them skies, are now blue each day, is ugly without you. to be one pure thing which that I always have gebetet. Scales fall from my eyes, me must have been so blindly front. Far dust from your feet, me each time that I kissed you, all Christie finds me me you would downwards kneel on the road to hold misses me. The current day was ugly, right that all the others. All the flowers and the birds, me feeling in formation choked. Far dust from your feet, me each time that I kissed you, all Christie finds me me you would downwards kneel on the road to hold misses me.
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