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When I open up to you
You always tell me my life’s not trough -
Wen the world is cold with the bitter breeze of hate.
I will be at your door, to give you a cup of love. -
Here you are on the road. / To see the inch and the mile. / For a knew place to turn. / For your eyes to see your world change. /by OrochimaruloverXD 30 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 27 6:28 PM 2007. In Personal, Thoughts, Life, buddy
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