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En dikt som jag skrev när jag var elva år..


Change

It changes so fast
Your future is suddenly your past
I’m still smiling
I’m still alive
I just wan’t a perfect soul.
a soul as fine as your’s and
the days of the past
the days of joy
Is moving farer and farer away in the speed of sound
And I’m fallin’ apart
When I look at me in the mirror
I can still see that little girl
who didn’t know what the future had in his hands




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Publicerad 2008-11-16 17:47



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