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Saturday, June 2, 2012

#15


When somebody loves, somebody falls.
When somebody stays, somebody goes.
Sometimes it’s only lonely roads.
When somebody rocks, somebody rolls. I just need to find somebody to call my own.

If I've come undone,
Would you sew me up ?
If I’m broken down,
Would you stand your ground ?

So don’t say goodbye,
I can’t close my eyes,
I’m spinning around inside.


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