// // Saturday, 26 October 2013
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07:19 |
If I appear to be hurt let me go away and own without you there is anyone here my cry Ignorance was considered yourself blind me right good heart you go I just do not know, my withered sneeringly Perhaps because of me too love you I hurt ........ Where I ran I'll go wherever I love but hate way you love me Let me save be memories of my life .. |
