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Κυριακή, 24 Ιανουαρίου 2010

Angels


when I�m feeling weak
and my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
and I know ill always be blessed with love
and as the feeling grows
she breathes flesh to my bones
and when love is dead
I�m loving angels instead...


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