London calls me a stranger

viernes, 9 de diciembre de 2011 15:48 | permalink | comment
I wait for you to give me a sign, you tire me I have uncertainty, about how you feel, how your heart works, I just need to know, for sure.

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

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