Wednesday, 18 February 2009
A bed that's warm with memories can heal us temporarily, the misbehaving only makes the ditch between us so damn deep.
I built a wall around my heart, I'll never let it fall apart, but strangely I wish secretly I would fall down while I'm asleep.
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