i hid everything like you my reason., by a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad. |
im happy you get back to me but my pain youll never see cause i hid every thing from you like your my reason to live 2007-05-16 03:46:43 |
Posted: 2007-08-30 22:14:17 UTC |
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