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Feb 8, 2011
Forgotten how long I have heard from you telling me your favourite story I ponder for a very long time me started to feel flustered did I do something wrong again? You say to me in tears, fairytale is just a lie. I am not possible to be your prince. Maybe you will never know. Ever since you said you loved me the stars in my sky began to sparkle. I am willing to become that angel you love in the fairytale speading my arm turning into wings to watch over you have to believe taht we can be similiar to the fairytale story happyness and joy is the ending.