there wore a time in the darkness
where i wore the princess of darkness
the sadness of not having accept myself
being a prisoner in your own body
have never felt so ... lonely
not have somebody
but then i find a friend
most unlikely soul that suprise me
how i remember how i sat and listen to markus krunegård
in the backseat of the teacher car , looking at my feet
because i didnt want you eyes , meet
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