Friday 16 November 2007 photo 2/3
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when my wings are broken, and I can't fly anymore. When the weakness is to much, and everything is to hard. I want to lay me down and close my eyes, maybe forever. I can't fly, what scould I live for then? If I can't fly away from the weakness and all the hate, and the pain is to deep. When I can't fly , I just can cry. But no one cares. Writen by: H.Grahn 16/11 - 07 "Broken Wings"
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