Every night
by fernando Apr 21, 2006
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As i sit here and think with that empty bottle in my hand the memories of you and me start spinning again when i thought i was going to drink the pain away your beautiful face appeared so i raise this one to you for all the things we did and all the memories i have of you |
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18 years ago
This is deeeep
