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a 18 carat gold wouldn't fill the hole you left behind

We could keep trying
but things will never change
So I don't look back
Still I'm dying with every step I take
But I don't look back
And it hurts with every heartbeat
It hurts with every heartbeat ♥

2011-02-15 @ 20:38:22 vardagligt Permalink

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