25.8.14




All the waves of blame arrange as broken scenery
As they steal your best memories away
What if I was someone different in your only history?
Would you feel the same
As I walk out the door
Never to see your face again
Never to see your face again



Nhớ hồi đó thỉnh thoảng cũng nằm trùm chăn nghe bài này, xong thể nào cũng nước mắt nước mũi tùm lum. /:)

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