Tuesday 20 January 2009 photo 2/2
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Everything we had everything we did,
that we create is gone except from all tears and weakness.
It's hard to build up again,
Maybe it's can't be build up again.
And it's hard to understand.
And we can't pass these filings.
And i feel so guilty, so guilty that i'am almost can't live.
The pain eats me from the inside and out,
And it's killing me slowly.
Annons