viernes, diciembre 02, 2005

What I thought wasn't mine, in the light, was a one of a kind, a precious pearl. When I wanted to cry, I couldn't 'cause I wasn't allowed. Gomenasai for everything. GOMENASAI, I know I let you down. Gomenasai 'til the end, I never needed a friend like I do now. What I thought wasn't all so innocent, was a delicate doll of porcelain. When I wanted to call you, and ask for your help, I stopped myself. GOMENASAI... What I thought was a dream, a mirage... was as real as it seemed, a privilege. When I wanted to tell you. I made a mistake, I walked away. Gomenasai 'til the end, I never needed a friend like I do now. Posted by Picasa

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