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martes, 23 de febrero de 2010

Evening

Mistakes are beautiful, baby. Mistakes are part of the fun.



What good are words I say to you?
They can’t convey to you what’s in my heart
If you could hear instead
The things I’ve left unsaid



God looked down from up above
And he picked you out for me to love
He picked you out from all the rest
'Cause he knew that I loved you the very best

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