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Everyday is the same, same story all over again..
You get up, gets dressed and walk s away to school..
Not a thought of how it would be, not being you..
You sitt in class, whises that it would be over, you want to get out frome there..
And not a thought of houw it would be, not being you..
Then you walk home with your best friend, and suddenly, smach, she's lying there, in the middle of the street.. And you would give anything, to be her, so she wouldn't be lying there, dead...

Skrivet av fcuk, 2006-06-04 21:43