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پ.ن. که تصویر بودنش را، نقشی از سقوط پوشاند

ئه‌سرين | May 23, 2006 11:57 AM | نظر (2)| نه‌،قصه
 
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reza : May 25, 2006 02:54 AM

Heaven’s gates won’t open up for me
With these broken wings I’m falling
And all I see is you

These city walls ain’t got no love for me
I’m on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I’m calling
And all I need from you
Hurry I’m falling
I'm falling --- Nickleback savin me ;)


yaloosh : May 24, 2006 02:47 AM

che shabhaee hastan in shabaye ta sahar bidar....