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Saturday, January 24, 2009

Closed

What happened to them?
Those letters I wrote to you
We both were inside

One hidden somewhere
Such an unglamourus place
Just like we both were

Probably taken
Far away from me, at last
Know that I'm happy

I could handle it
Now there's only some dark marks
And I'm better now
Posted by Andrea at 10:42 AM

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