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he said
27/02/2010
The time you spend with your hair
You got the grace to ruin, to burn, to destroy
I gave you a man and you turned him into a boy
and while forced to fake I'm giving in
to every stupid thing that you may think.
"Roll over, play dead"
If not yet..
(he said)
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When you grow up you'll become a singer, a teacher, a scientist, an astronaut. Till then have fun.
Upwards I will head like a helium balloon cut off the hands of its owner. I still miss you.
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