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15 February 2008
Tog kort till en foto uppgift i onsdags, min syster va go' å stog modell <3
And when I've dropped the mask it's too late...
I can't keep picking up the pieces no more
Because every time it falls, they cracks into two
Soon there will be nothing left but dust
Soon there's
Take your eyes off the sky, there's no one there listening anyway
She is feeling lonely again, can’t seem to find a friendShe is wishing for something new, a new endLooking up on the sky, l
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