

Just like the storiesThe sunlight came through the front window Glass was shattered all over the floor The warmth was gone, there was no one around And I was shocked by the silence of the soundJust like the stories
I got surrounded by memories and pain And distracted by the sound of the rain The air was thick and my breath was cold It was just like the stories they told
My shadow was growing as the sun went down And the sky bleeded red, yellow, orange and brown Such a beautiful misery, too difficult to explain Such a pitiful memory, but the pages remain
I couldnt find the words to desc
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I wish i could have wings..
haha thanks! what's your myspace?
I'll be pleasure if you'll add me.
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I wish i could have wings..
Ik zag je eerst in dat filmpje op de Secondhand Serenade hyve, daarna op je Ytube acount, en daarna zag ik dat je ook Dev had
Ik ken je nieteens maar ik wou vragen wat er op je shirt in dat filmpje staat
xx.
[Je kan trouwens goed gitaarspelen ^^]
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yeay. Muffins. Woeeeh. :3
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Da Mexican
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