Pallar'et'inte
Jag orkar inte skriva. Pallaretinte. Mycket har hänt. Det blir uppdatering imorgon. Just nu är allt jag kan tänka på....
And the tears come streaming
down your face
When you lose something
you cannot replace
When you love someone
but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
And the tears come streaming
down your face
When you lose something
you cannot replace
When you love someone
but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
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