spell, by a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad. Subscribe to rss feed for a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad.

im the wind beneath your wings
im the lyrics that you sing
im the addiction that you love
im way more then enough
the magic of this spell
helps us make it through this horrid hell
Posted: 2007-10-26 16:11:28 UTC

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