15 January 2011
The Moon I Look up to the moon. it shines so bright. I sing the word, I suddenly feel your hand on my schoulder and I see your face. You shines like my own moon, and I´ll feel your mouth, on my mouth
Ge mig frid, Ge mig kärlek, ge mig honom, if you ever dreamd about the place and face you´ve never seen you would feel the pain I have taked in your place. When I get comments like "He´s a freak" i
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