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Vampuricgothkitten666 (profile) wrote,
on 2-29-2004 at 8:28pm
Current mood: creative
Subject: We could believe in windows, but behind the broken glass are fairy tales...
Story of the year, Burning years

its not what you have said, its what you have done
to let this come between us
your right, without a fight,
this might be worth it to you and in the process gotten to me

i think that nothing can fly
with this broken wing
theres so much to hold on to now

nothing can fly, with this broken wing
so heres a gift...in this feather

you've gone to far
left standing alone
lets sort this out together
your right, without a fight,
this might be worth it to you and in the process gotten to me

i think that nothing can fly
with this broken wing
theres so much to hold on to now

nothing can fly, with this broken wing
so heres a gift...in this feather

from this house of our friendship shut the door
light the match, throw behind u and walk away

these ashes
these ashes
these ashes

i think that nothing can fly
with this broken wing
theres so much to hold on to now

nothing can fly, with this broken wing
so heres a gift...in this feather

nothing can fly, with this broken wing
so heres a gift...in this feather
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