Monday 3 January 2011 photo 2/2
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Do not know why I feel like this
But feel so lost, nowhere to go.
The exterior is like a shell, always happy, trying to smile
But the inside is rutern, smells of shame and forgotten
The past always comes back, does it never end
But feel so lost, nowhere to go.
The exterior is like a shell, always happy, trying to smile
But the inside is rutern, smells of shame and forgotten
The past always comes back, does it never end
Annons