You'd have to walk a thousand miles in my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me.
torsdag 14 januari 2010
With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart...
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.
Lovely.. never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm
You're lovely, with your smile so warm.
:)
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