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by halie Apr 6, 2008 category : Life, society / other
I look at you then i look down i see the cuts i went over bound that, i can't lie everyone can see what all you did to me we are young.... is it suppose to be like this like the foggy mist inside my eyes your all i see with those cuts remind me... of all we use to be i remember all the details of... your eyes, your lips, your hair, your touch, your everything do you remember every little detail of me?.....