| Brevpapper |
It has a smell of jealousy words can twist your beautifull mind. |
| Skribentens egna kommentar: It doesnt mather what I say or write words are all I have and you know thats true You seed you left all your freinds behind but I was never your freind, you didnt let me you phused me away I dont know the real you or the one you have b come. |
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