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jueves, 21 de julio de 2011

I guess I have to pick up my guitar once more


   (My room is emptier, now is too big for me.   My bed is growing each day I sleep in it.   I´ve dance alone in tears with your favourite song...   and for that, I wore the dress you´d like to see me in)

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