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Making angels in the snow they looked like craters on the moon through the lenses we made promises to ourselves I hope I die when I'm 12 you took a picture of our faces after we had been busy making fun out of air too cold to hate we shared a kiss that tasted like all I've wanted You left, and I stumbled off the curb we made angels where there was just the cold ice and snow our eyes looked like craters in the skies we made promises to ourselves I hope I die when I'm 12 |
Aww. this was so sad but cute. it seems to me all the promises that you guys kept together were broken. just from your writings now it seems that you are very sad, and if you are i hope your happy soon. :) <3 black rose | Posted on 2007-04-02 00:00:00 | by black rose13 | [ Reply to This ] | |