There really are days when I think I will never forget about last year, about being on the planet of kissing, about black and white shirt. Than your melody really is imprinted in my heart like a wax, even if you forgot my melody a long time ago.
I'm the same, I'm the same, I'm the same, what do you want me to be?
I really want to forget, find someone new, someone better, someone who would be a good math for me. I'm trying to forget, but there are some days when I'm afraid that it's impossible and I am pathetic because of that and nobody listens.
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It's not pathetic, sis. Don't know how to make you get to know about this. I love you I love yoooou :D
p.s. kod weryfikacyjny mówi mi coś o padzie perkusyjnym ^^ O.o
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