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by Cristi Mar 8, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Sleepless dreams of us as one cant be together cause were outdone what I'm saying its 1803 so we gotta be together with our own kind you see romeo and Juliet we are at last my parents were right were moving to fast tried to hate them for what they have done but look at us they have already won cant be together the keep us apart but look we have had true love from the start trying to see you but you were lying dead so i myself took a shot to the head now in heaven simply and free were true lovers really be