

I'm SorryI'm sorry I gave you this rose; And I'm sorry I turned it black. Sorry for every lie I said; Wishing now I can take it back.I'm Sorry
I'm sorry that I think of you; Here across every night and day. Sorry for not meeting you on point; I always did meet you halfway.
I'm sorry that there's no other; That will ever compare to you. Sorry that I want to fix this; And make our faith anew.
I'm sorry that I still love you; And I'm sorry that it's true.
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IfIf I could change, Would you let go of the past? Would you swallow your pride?If
And forgive me at last?
If it was raining, Would you still notice my tears? Would you hold me close?
And fight away the fears?
If I waited for you, Would you wait for me? Would you hold on to time?
And see what we could be?
If I found another, Would you even care? Would you open your eyes?
And become aware?
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Gave You My HeartHanging from a thread, Im not easy to let go; Despite all the salvation That may be down below.Gave You My Heart
And you might say that its wise, That its time we moved on; But baby, without you, I cant see another dawn.
I can hardly breathe, Let alone live; Yet you still think Ive nothing to prove, That Ive nothing to give?
Put down your armor than, And let me show you that Im here to stay; Because I gave you my heart, And thats something you don't throw away.
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When I ThoughtWhen I thought I found myself, I lose myself again;When I Thought
Dont bother to look for me, Just go while you still can.
When I thought I could change, I only contradict;
Theres no use in lying, Youve already met your verdict.
When I thought I could look away, I only see whats still at hand;
Sometimes the pains forever, What dont you understand?
When I thought I was immune, I only end up on the floor;
But no one can play God, You should have seen that before
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It doesnt matter how this ends so long as our fighting prowess and our unyielding spirit are deeply etched into the minds of all!
- Blood Elf Prince, Half prince (1/2 ouji) chapter 17
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"To know that you were with one who cared for you, and who understood every fiber of your being, and who would not abandon you in even the most desperate of circumstances, that was the most precious relationship a person could have..." -Brisingr
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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En la vida, ai jovenes de 80 anos y viejos de 18 anos.
My galerry
~AngelLacrymosa
~d-art-of-friendship
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En la vida, ai jovenes de 80 anos y viejos de 18 anos.
My galerry
~AngelLacrymosa
~d-art-of-friendship
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It's Always A Mistake To Never Walk Away
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En la vida, ai jovenes de 80 anos y viejos de 18 anos.
My galerry
~AngelLacrymosa
~d-art-of-friendship
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It's Always A Mistake To Never Walk Away
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