måndag 7 november 2011

god natt

you can take everything I have
you can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I'm will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper
Like a skyscraper


"I hate myself, for loving you"

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