Thursday 13 November 2008 photo 2/2
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sometimes when i´m alone i cry, cause i am on my own. the tear i cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form i cry because my heart is torn. i find it difficult to carry on. if i had an ear to confiding. i woul cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know thats stops that long, to help another carry on. the world moves fast and it woul rather pass by. then to sttop and see what maker one cry, so painful and sad. and sometimes... I CRY AND NO ONE CARESABOUT WHY.
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