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Sonntag, 23. Februar 2014

it hurts

the wind is blowing in my face
and the sun is beginning to raise
but there's still nothing i could do
because i sit here without you
the night will come soon
and i'll think of you
but nothing will ever change
i can't laugh altough it was my strength
oh, how i wish you were here
and my life could be without fear
my demons are strong
everything seems so wrong
the days will fade away
but these feelings will stay
i can't erase
i can't erase your face
out of my head
sometimes i wish i was dead

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