You don't do it on purpose but you make me shake now I count the hours 'till you wake. With your baby's breath, breathe symphonies come on, sweet catastrophe. Well, maybe this time I can follow through, feel complete, stop paying dues, stop the rain from falling, keep my ocean calm. This time I know nothings wrong. » entries, userinfo, friends «
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