London calls me a stranger


viernes, 9 de diciembre de 2011 18:32 | permalink | comment
Have I told you before you're one of a kind?
The way that you make me feel,
like the sun always shines,
and have I ever let you know that
I could let you go?





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My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations.


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