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Siti :)!

Credits.


Sunday, October 25, 2009 & 10:06 AM.
" In chapter one,
You were my summer crush.
Chillin' at the beach from dawn to dusk.
Under my umbrella.

In chapter two,
It got more serious,
Changed from me and you to them then us.
And we fell like the autumn leaves.
But the leaves got swept away.
And the rain bled us of the page.

Please don't tell me its the end of the story.
Don't close the book on me.
Don't you close the book on me.
We've gone our seperate ways, we'll meet up on another page
Don't close the book on me, don't you close the book on me.

In chapter three, went off and chased the dream,
To get your ghost that's haunting me.
It was scarier to be without you.
But I know that in the end,
Need some time to take a pen,
And write this chapter of my own. "

: Honor Society - Don't close the book on me.



_'s pm is right haha.
You go through things to make you mature.

I wonder why i live for you.