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Can you turn my Black roses Red

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

I know something is broken, and I'm trying to fix it


There was always a difference between us
we blamed everyone, but ourselves.
All the fights
All the differences
everything lost in translation.
It's time we look at what we're made of.
Posted by Georgia at 10:53 PM

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