PRADA IS WHAT SHE WEARS!

Sunday, July 12, 2009

First Class Ticket To A Night All Alone And A Front Row Seat Right By The Phone

the sound of your voice

the loudest thing in my head

the way you said my name

the only way I want it to be said

the lips that made me fly

the only lips I want on mine

the arms that held me close

I never wanted you to let go…

-sunshine kid

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