January
February 2009
Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at my feet I take a bow and thank you all for coming out They're screaming so loud, I take one last look at
Let me explain, let me reflect myself. I am not a talkative person, try always to keep the mostly inside me. thoughts spinning, friends wonder, why is it like this?
Blomman, här har du din blomster bild ;P
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