You'd have to walk a thousand miles in my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me.
måndag 12 april 2010
Tankar...
No longer waiting
Remove illusions
No more complaining
Forget confusion
No more compassion
Not sentimental
I am now something
Experimental
You don't turn me off
I will never fail
Things I loved before,
are now for sale.
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