Plagiarism is not advisable. You'll hear a gunshot if we see it happening anywhere.
I wish you’ve never been so sweet, I wish you weren’t too special, I wish you never became my world. The problem is you are. I wish I didn’t know you and I wish I didn’t love you. The problem is I do.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Half As Much As You.
It's so frustrating, that I don't think I can take it anymore. Or can I? I hope I won't stray in the path of love. Because if I do, I'd have to start all over again.
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