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Apr 2016
As my tears fall down
My pillow gets wet
I think about you and try to remember
the lines on your face
The smell and touch of your hands
As you slightly move along my skin
Why did you just waste it
Like it meant nothing more to you then a sad song
When you're happy
Linni Krieg
Written by
Linni Krieg  Norway
(Norway)   
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