16 July 2011
Kajal runt ögonen och korpsvart hår Så ensam på skolgården han går Blickar och hånskratt från alla han ser Det är mot honom alla hånler Han ser sig omkring känner rädslan stiga För där k
I sit still and think of you every day. My thoughts are certainly not the end, there will be new ideas all the time ... I want the thoughts running out but the thoughts do not. It's like they want me
Okay, I sit and think of "he" but there has tagged down a lot. Talking about "he" disappears and I do not really know how I feel for you anymore. Feels like I have started to lose my feelings for you.
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