boy:holding on to my pain
nothink in the world and hear me anymore
thinking about the days go by...
i can't do anythink but cry
girl:holding on to my cure
everone hears me
thinking about the time go by...
i hear a cry
boy: i met this girl...
girl: i met this boy....
boy: she held her hand out
girl: i held my hand out
boy: i took it...
girl: he took it...
boy and girl: we were two...now were one...















Devious Comments
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"Death, its like rain it gets us all in the end"
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