Saturday, February 8, 2014

the night before

Footpaths into a real

Second chance I hope there still, possible later

Today that yesterday will happen again

hold my hand into the hand



Real i've been destroyed

and it's real that it has gone

There is no more hope

Cause I see you with him



I don't know

should laugh or cry

I couldn't be mad

Something that i've said the night before

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