September 2009
He laid down on the ground With all his friends around There was nothing left He was ready for his last rest. His friends had been crying When they found out he was dying His only love looked aw
The snow fell from the sky He walked throught the road, young and shy A tear falled down his cheek so wise It didn't hit the ground before it froze to ice A thick mist laid in the air He sat down
Pretty moon... Moon moon, pretty... shining... moon You will be gone very soon. Can you give me any advice... Before the sun rice? What have you seen... Where have you been? Ooh moon... pretty
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Hey! nån som fick ett konstigt sms av mig idag? isåfall var det inte jag som skickade, tjejerna i klassen snodde min mobil... 2 gånger... xD och messade lite folk
Stjärnorna lyser Jimmy fryser As fint igår eller??? Stjärnorna i långås kan verkligen blända en stadsbo o.o