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Veckans tredje Poesi
The strange anarchist down the block takes pictures off bus stop. The friendly lady uptown just gave out her last sound. So know time's up, random people wants to buy your roses that all have turned black. Leaving on the plane won't help you escape the pain.
Fan vad jag ibland känner hat mot Onsdagar!
The strange anarchist down the block takes pictures off bus stop. The friendly lady uptown just gave out her last sound. So know time's up, random people wants to buy your roses that all have turned black. Leaving on the plane won't help you escape the pain.
Fan vad jag ibland känner hat mot Onsdagar!
Annons