I climb the stage again this night
‘Cause the place seems still alive
When the smoke is going down
This is the place where I belong
I really love to turn you on
I’ve got your sound still in my ear
While your traces disappear...
Κυριακή 18 Οκτωβρίου 2009
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You write very well, nice one.
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήThanks Myne Whitman....thanks for all!!
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