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Re: Dirty Little Secrets. -
September 6th 2009, 11:12 PM
I lie to you almost everyday. And I don't care. I hope it hurts you as much as it does me.
Yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers
But everything that lives is born to die
And so I say to you that nothing really matters
And all you do is stand and cry.
Music is life. Start living.
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