Something old, the times gone by,
Something new, these tears I cry,
Something borrowed were those lips my lips knew
And that’s why I’m something blue.
Something old, the vows we made,
Something new, the price I paid,
Something borrowed, love was tried but not true.
Now my life is something blue.
My gallery is copyright © 2008-2012 Dew (pejkugrej*stylus)


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