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Re: Dirty Little Secrets. -
May 12th 2009, 02:41 AM
I wish I had the confidence
The smile.
The hair.
The lips.
The eyes.
I wish I had the beauty
To be fearless.
Yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers
But everything that lives is born to die
And so I say to you that nothing really matters
And all you do is stand and cry.
Music is life. Start living.
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