Why do we even hug?
I see someone is crying
Why do I feel like I'm dying?
That someone might be the child in me
But I can't see her anymore with me
Why do I even bother to write
When I know that everything have an end.
Du er som en amethyststein Folk tror du er bare en vanlig stein Men hvis de kan finne det som er inn i steinen, Det som er inn i deg Det sk...
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