Aug 27, 2006 15:53
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes.
So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.
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IM me sometime- ahh mon amour. we should talk/hang out before summer ends. :)
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