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Saturday, June 24, 2006
I din want to lie
I din want to hid.
Please believe me for once.
You meant so much till i just din know what to do sometimes.
I don't want to see the way you react to certain things i do.
An hour of tears,was my first.
I love you so much till;
I could let you do all those you like.
Couldn't you do te same?
Baby,Years of our r/s
Can you see how much it mean to me?
How much does it meant you now?
{/11:16 PM}
count on it .