Young love

by suicidal rose in a field of flowers   Jan 18, 2011


We were two kids in love, with out a care in the world, we made each other happy, we made each other sad, we were two kids in love, we didnt know what we were doing. In the end we are two adults out of love, with many cares, we no longer make each other happy nor sad just angry. We were two kids in love, we didnt know what we were doing...

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