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Baby, soft grass has withered hand, they are abject mist quiet roads every step very far away by the autumn to come sadness so ever? And rain cold night outdoors Startled him to wait for you to remember me okay And for another look at the unexpected kiss as sweet as he inadvertently asked a thousand times more. Chorus: One minute he stupor, one minute you secretly dream Do not try to attack buyers are sealed in my heart to heart asleep, to chronic pain sad every drop of wet lashes dropped on soft sobbing looked at each other, the day after vowing to do his Lifetime him together okay, love Because the I, for he loved him gone early each morning for the first sunbeams shining. *** away from trees Rain raindrops caress moments Starlight put together one of ....... ......... .....
Posted on: Tue, 02 Jul 2013 04:10:56 +0000

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