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Monday, January 21, 2008
3 in the morning (':
This WinterAutumn's hearts should be our secret,
but now im hiding in this heart alone.
Cant help but read our names on the wall and wash them on the stone.

I trusted you in every way but not enough to make you stay.
Just turn around Autumn, because i've lost my ground.

Come & rescue me.
I'm burning, can you see? x')
Only you can set me free.

We lied when we were dreaming.
Our crying was just fake.
Hope you can deny it.
Here & today.

My S.O.S radio is the only chance to let you know what i fear.
Can you hear?

The walls are coming closer.
My sense are are fading away.
I'm hunted by your shadow.
I wanted to reach & feel your face but your not here.

Are you here?.. sigh..

Don't mind me readers. I'm in that depression mode again x') Hee. Ayt im out. Its 3 in the morning already. Sweet dream ppl. Goodnight xD oh &

i love you, always, Bumble Bee x') Happy 3 months annie.

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