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those memories cut deeper than any other knife.

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

and then all that i can do
is to sit here missing you
i'd daydream about being in your arms
protected from all dangers and harms
oh baby can't you see
it's with you i wanna be
just like how the sky is blue
my love for you is true.
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