miércoles, 16 de marzo de 2011

Maybe i know, somewhere, deep in my soul, that love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways to make it alone; or keep a straight face. And i've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable, distance. And up until now, I had sworn to myself that i was content with loneliness. 'Cos none of it was ever worth the risk.

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