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These roads go on forever.
My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelry. Whichever you prefer.
Friday, January 1, 2010
When all you wanted was to be wanted.
Cause when you're fifteen and
somebody tells you they love you
you're gonna believe them.
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