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by Hannah Oct 1, 2006 category : Life, society / other
I cross my fingers with hope, Love is all dope. I think of us together, And then all of it slips away. I cross my fingers again, ANd hope for every luck I have left. You know it all, And you still didn't take an action. I shal see my fingers slip away from each other. There goes all my hope.