At this stage in my life I don’t think I'm going to write anything worthwhile.

domingo, 25 de marzo de 2012

Oh my love, if you're there don't make me a sign. Even if you're there for love me, i don't want your skin.
So save your heart for anyone who's interested in it. And if you don't find them, I'll be here in the ocean count your tears.If you try to stitch your heart i will kiss the scars.Maybe one day I hope you could understand. I'm not made for love. You should know. I'm a hopeless heart.


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