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Walking through dark streets, the cold is looking for some way to stroke my skin. My body is shaking, my knees are weak, intense emotions overflowing me I try to find myself, I try to move on, dont know where I am, please carry me home I try to find myself, I try to move on, dont know where I am, please carry me home But I tell you whats inside of me will never die,will never die I try to find myself, I try to move on, dont know where I am, please carry me home..
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 10:03:13 +0000

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