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Bejegyzések megjelenítése ebből a hónapból: november, 2008
When you say thank you to me, for some reason it hurts, Like a magic spell that doesn't get undone even after the good bye. the faintly burning pain. The flavor of life Neither friends nor lovers, in uncertain terms like an un-riped fruit dreaming about the day of harvest because of being unable to just move one more step forward It's just so frustrating When you say thank you to me, for some reason it hurts, Like a magic spell that doesn't get undone even after the good bye. the faintly burning pain. The flavor of life Sweet talk and tasteless conversations. i have no interest in them even when things do not go the way I want them you make me believe that there is still something in life When asked ' whats wrong?' I answer 'its nothing' The smile that disappears after goodbye I'm not like myself anymore The more i wish to believe in you, For some reason it hurts even more 'i like you' instead of 'i love you' is more like the person I kne