25 April 2008
Empty spaces fill me up with holes
Distant faces with no place left to go
Without you within me I can’t find no rest
Where I’m going is anybody’s guess
I tried
Vill se, vill se, vill se, vill se, vill se :/On the streets where you live girls talk about their social livesThey`re made of lipstick, plastic and painta touch of sable in their eyesAll your l
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