Friday, March 19, 2010

my fate under your voice

Everywhere i go are the places we met and the times we spent . The times we laughed and the times we spent looking into each others eyes . and then you ask why i run to the highest hill , were no one else can reach , and stand all alone and i wait . Because our story is not over . my life will wait. i stand here to see every place we spent looking into each others eyes . and so i will wait because it is never to late , because i will wait for fate to find me . and to hear her voice , under the whisper of the wind . and i will wait . nothing is to late

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