A logbook of keepsakes picked up along the once-in-a-lifetime journey.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Candles
So blow out all the candles, blow out all the candles; You're too old to be so shy. Things cannot be reversed; we learn form the times we are cursed. Things cannot be reversed; learn fromt he ones we fear the worst.... and learn from the ones we hate the most. 'cause we both know I'll never be your lover. I only bring the heat; company under cover; filling space in your sheets.
So blow out all the candles, blow out all the candles.
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