Il Posto Al Sole
Love, laugh, dream, then go to sleep.
Friday, April 13, 2012
October 21, 2011
The lies are like toxins that never leave your body,
You know nothing about redemption.
You kiss like you’re up to no good,
You hold like nothing is permanent,
And your eyes say that you’re used to getting your way.
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