sexta-feira, 1 de janeiro de 2010

If I should die before I wake
It's 'cause you took my breath away
Losing you is like living in a world with no air
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  1. Bruninha1 de janeiro de 2010 às 22:38

    In my life He wasn't my air. He was a good breeze, never my air.
    But move on without my good breeze is very complicated, is difficult

    We know, forget is almost go crazy.

    Wonderful words, I loved!
    love u

    ps: hope that I have written right ;)

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