When you give me a blackrose
did you know what it's going on my heart
Song of live never stop
And that whistle never shut up
This is about your mindself
the reason is just begin
when all of syndrome take my live
and you never do everything althought is lie i'll be happy today
Rose will not mean again if you not open your heart
the black ink for all gentleman
will never make you peace
Oh yes it's work for a minutes of your live..
end when you feel alone you will very easy to use your heart
and then the man play along into on your mystic sad heartbreak
Originally Posted By Taroomeeoo
11 Maret 2009
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