lunes, 19 de enero de 2009


The
truth
is
hiding
in your
eyes
and
its
hanging
on your tongue
Just
boiling
in my blood
but you think
that I cant see
What kind of man that you are, if you’re a man at all
Well I will figure this one out on my own

I’m screaming I love you so
My thoughts you can’t decode

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