jueves, 5 de enero de 2012

I cannot pretend that I felt any regret
Cause each broken heart will eventually mend

As the blood runs red down the needle and thread

Someday you will be loved

You'll be loved, you'll be loved

Like you never have known

The memories of me

Will seem more like bad dreams

Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred

Someday you will be loved

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