Monday, August 22, 2011

Inlove, In debt.

She - was the wind, carrying in
All the troubles and fears you've for years tried to forget
He - was the fire, restless and wild
And I were like a moth to that flame 



We´re building the bridge..slowly but secure..we´re getting over this..togheter..


I love you. 

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