A Rush of Blood To The Head
January 16, 2014
"Honey. . . all the movements you're starting to make. . .see me crumble and fall on my face. . . and I know the mistakes that I've made. . . see it all disappear without trace."
This World Is Mine
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I vaguely wonder about the what if's, or the perhaps, but from time to time
they do cross my mind. Do you ever think about that? It's not as if you
wished ...
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