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Our time together was nice,
now we have to pay this price.
I remember the touch of your hand,
and how we used to sit in the sand.
The golden colour of your hair,
my memories will fly with the air.
now we have to pay this price.
I remember the touch of your hand,
and how we used to sit in the sand.
The golden colour of your hair,
my memories will fly with the air.
Annons
Anonymous
Mon 1 Dec 2008 23:24
det var fint;)
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