16 de enero de 2012

You were the first to say

That we were not ok

You were the first to lie

When we were not alright

This was my first love

She was the first to go

And when she left me for you

I was the last to know.

Es genial lo mucho que me downea este tema.
Y pienso, que quizá...

No, nada :)

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