Without, by longingchainsme
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Who do you think you are?
Thats right, I know who.
Mr. Imperfection
The one I always fall for
The boy with all the flaws
The guy who hurts me in the end
I tried to get rid of you
The memory you embedded in my brain
Those nights in the car
Those days at the park
I hate that you are fine
That you left me...like this
I am not who you met 4 years ago
I am not that little girl you left
Who do you think I am...
Without you |
Posted: 2006-01-21 03:38:12 UTC |
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