Aug 06, 2004 06:38
Here it comes, that glorious explosion. Fire to blow apart the night into gentle blues and reds.
...missing you, but im not sure that i should...i wish you would speak your mind more, its not allways easy, but neither is feeling like this...
"Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I'm tired and I
I want to go to bed
Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I don't want to wake up
On my own anymore"
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