Melt and become a river. Flow like water and nourish the soul that rests within. Feed it and rain will come, dripping through your fingers in technicolor.
viernes, 29 de julio de 2011
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I wan't you. I wan't you so bad.
I wan't you.
I wan't you so bad it's driving me mad, it's driving me mad...
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