Just aint enough right now...

There's no promises. Just a memory before you leave
The soft endearment. I hear you breathe
Our lips are meeting in good fusion. Higher drive.

That's when love causes the dread. Was it worth it?
Anxiety grows.

Takida - The Dread..

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Postat av: Marcus

Nice vem skrev det

2009-06-09 @ 11:00:45

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