Tuesday, February 8, 2005

Denise Milani Begging



I am falling,
I am fading, I am drowning Help me to breathe

I am hurting, i have lost it all
I am losing Help me to breathe

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it's the rise and fall

the prize for all That Is not nice at all
luck is like a ball
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----- "I hope you never feel satisfied because the lowest fall will fly higher." ------------------




If, due to puddles I crashed yesterday, it has not been at a very high, but it hurt and I cried like a baby .
not put a wound on my knee because there may be children watching (at least one) .

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