onsdag 15 augusti 2007

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And I'd give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow.
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, and I don't want to go home right now.
And all I can taste is this moment, and all I can breath is your life.
Cause sooner or later it's over. I just don't want to miss you tonight.
And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am...

Jeanette tar en sista cigarett, tittar sig i spegeln och säger: Imorgon kan det vara en favoritdag!

Natti...

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