1 February 2008
Hello darkness, my old friend;
I've come to talk with you again.
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains wi
In restless dreams I walked alone,
Narrow streets of cobblestone.
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
gammal fyllebild på mig från en av min storasyrras fester i somras. haha
ikväll är det lix "FREDA FREDAG FEST IGEEEEN!"
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