the wind knocks on the window,
over the room as small as me,
twinkling stars so beautiful filling the room with love.
Please, dont be hurt now,
caressing my wounds gently,
Embracing me to sleep.
To hurt for my legs to walk,
Eyes so blurry with tears,
Before love never meant for me,
but i will keep on smiling,
as its what i promised you.
Like those stars embroidered in my eyes,
i will always love you.
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i wish apon a star, i wonder where you are. i wish you'd be coming back to me again. i never think the same, like it used to be. i see the days go by, and still i wonder why. why it has to be this way. why can't i have you here, just like it used to be. ♪ ~
wei. me me me.
- asya.
- brisbane.
- being normal is overated. why be normal when you can be different. (:
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