Your voice barley a whisper Snatched away by the midnight breeze Hear the creaking of ancient trees Covers the sound of passion in the dark I would happily live without a care Running my fingers through your hair I had a very good friend I never liked her She was an impossible girl Living in an improbable world I don't want you to be sad Sorry if you feel bad A little angel, sweet sixteen You know what I mean Paper promises Empty memories She was an impossible girl Who wanted to see the world But you had to know I needed to go. [impossible girl..]Birth sign: Virgo
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