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| Thursday, May 30, 2013, 10:11:09 PM |
When I hear beautiful music it is always from another time Old friends I never visit,well I remember what they are like Standing on the doorstep full of nervous butterflies Waiting to be asked come inside Just come inside... But I keep going out And I can't sleep next to you when I am coming down It's 8 a.m. my heart is beating too loud Too loud Don't be so amazing Olivia or I'll miss you too much I felt something that I had never touched |
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