i hate being your friend...
it's close, but not close enough...
and i know it's as close as i'll ever get to you...
Saturday, December 08, 2007
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"I am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow... A wave tossed in the ocean; a vapor in the wind... Still you hear me when I'm calling; You catch me when I'm falling... You told me who I am..."
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