http://www3.0zz0.com/2009/03/1There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things I'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than any laws allow.
There were hours that just went on for days
When alone at last we'd count up all the chances
That were lost to us forever
خسارة يامشاعرنا قصايدنا وخواطرنا
حرقناها ببرود أعصاب وسكرنا عليها باب
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