I love the way you laugh, I want to hold you high, and steal your pain away, and wait! I keep your photograph!! I know it serves me well, I want to hold you high, and steal your pain, cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome, and I don't feel right, when your gone away, and I don't feel like I'm strong... Sign in to see full entry.
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