7 Januari
You´re gone gone gone away, I watched you dissapear.
All thats left is a ghost of you.
I see you when I fall asleep.
I will tell you that I miss our little talks..
All thats left is a ghost of you.
I see you when I fall asleep.
I will tell you that I miss our little talks..

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