22 de agosto de 2010

- Once was a time,
You and I made a
promise to the day we die,
I
trusted each and every word,
Never thinking I get burned,
Silly me, I believed in
your fairy tales,
Boy I thought that I knew you so very well,
But you walked on my pride all the tears that I've cried,
And it cuts like a knife.-

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