As your sympathetic whispers, they told a tale of bad goodbyes. You swore you saw me laughing, and i swore i saw you smile. As the time we've spent together was meant to last us quite awhile. As i take this piece of you with me, i'll carry to my grave, knowing that for someone, you're an angel sent.
Monday, April 12, 2010
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