Saturday, April 9, 2011

How Do I Get My Wife To Wear



I swore eternal love, and bloody oath that now I have to comply.

Now you do not promise nothing, and your voice does not deign to address me. Now I do not spend your looks, you've gone without looking at who hide behind. Now that your words are worthless and the memories are beautiful images, but heavy slabs into the soul. Now that caught my memory in the world lived and I can not live. Now that I miss you every minute, and second become years and years, nightmares. Now

jury rather not have anything and anything having to comply.

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