5 de junio de 2009

I don’t know how to live without your love,

I was born to

make you happy.

Bleeding beauty

I miss the way that our looks used to met.
There's no one like you, darling.
¿Where have all that magic gone?
Undo your little spell, and let me go.
If you're not gonna come with me,
at least, let me be free again.
I've been a mess, since I've known you.

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