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Walking home, a drop of rain on my face, the wind in my hair and the smell of dawn in the air.
I curse you once for the fool that you are.
I curse you twice for your taste in men.
I curse you again for your bad self-confidence.
Thrice cursed and still counting.
De gudar som inte finns måste skratta i sin himmel. Eller karma vandrar underliga vägar. The games I play are not mine to begin with. Om jag kunde ändra nåt, skulle det spela någon roll? Och skulle jag verkligen ändra något, även om jag kunde?
Dreams are a drug here, they get in your way. That's whay I need, to fight day by day.
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