Play it, as it may be how my heart felt for the day
Sometimes I think i'm not being true to myself, bear in mind, that you can't actually see through the real me....my heart within....filled with the source of secrecy. The heart of a mankind which protrude from the body itself....The Art!
Play it, as it may be how my heart felt for the day
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no it wasn't hotmail. haha! i was, well, simply blogging. hehhee
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