Monday, January 11, 2010

Your Ex-Lover Is Dead

To the rain that never stop pouring. Let the Stars sing you the words I wanted to tell you. 



There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save


I dont want to be mean but this will help you... us. 

Live through this, and you won't look back...

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