Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Teardrops On My Guitar


Now, it's back to Artemis, Again.

Yes, I hate this!

I just can't not Love Him!

The moment I see him. I'm like,

"She better hold him tight, give him all her Love,
Look into those beautiful eyes,
I know she's lucky 'cause,
his the reason for the teardrops on my guitar."

And when he walks by me. I am like,

"Can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly
The kind of flawless I wish I could be."

And he's the only one who's got enough to break my Heart.

A Pink Lipstick, and a Red Rose.

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