Come away with me.
How can you mend a broken heart?
My blueberry nights.
Is he too slow to cross the street? Will he be alright?
Wednesday, 29 July 2009
Tuesday, 7 July 2009
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Wednesday, 1 July 2009
The truth about life.
The truth about life.
You are highly praised when you are not there any more.
You were slammed so hard while you were alive.
We wish he could hear our praise,
we wish he could feel our love,
we wish he was listening to all the good words we have,
we wish he could see our tears...
How sad that a person is worth praising only when he is gone.
You are highly praised when you are not there any more.
You were slammed so hard while you were alive.
We wish he could hear our praise,
we wish he could feel our love,
we wish he was listening to all the good words we have,
we wish he could see our tears...
How sad that a person is worth praising only when he is gone.
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