Freitag, 24. Februar 2012

We're young and in love heart attacks waiting to happen, so come a little closer, tell me those three little words. We can only wake up here in this bed. Sunken into you; tangled in sheets. Buried in blankets six foot deep. A night to remember, a day to forget. If our lives were diamonds? we'd be rich. Your voice makes my heart skip beats. So, keep quiet before it quits on me.



 

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