09 July 2009 at 0:00
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tears dry on their own : amy winehouse. i miss aw..
all I can ever be to you,
is a darkness that we know,
and this regret I’ve got accustomed to,
once it was so right,
when we were at our high,
waiting for you in the hotel at night,
I knew I hadn’t met my match,
but every moment we could snatch,
I don’t know why I got so attached,
it’s my responsibility,
and you don’t owe nothing to me,
but to walk away I have no capacity
+ bonus: it samples one of my favorites
