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by Wil Oct 26, 2012 category : Love, romance / first love
I may be stronger, I can move quite a lot, not as delicate as you...I break too. There may be certan feelings, Feelings that yet dont exist, not as loving as you...I break too. Rolling, like an ocean, raining in my emotion, I miss you, and I need you... Your small hands hold the world close, It may seem not so real, Feel so delicate and blue, I broke in two. Rolling, like the oceans, dying in my emotion, what do I do? I just miss you.