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Sep 2014
I can be your clown
on the days that you
frown. I'llΒ Β put a
golden crown on you
and tell you your my
lovely prince. I'll lift
you up when your
feeling down. Just
tell me you won't frown.
We can go on a car
ride around this cursed
town. We'll roam in
empty streets and
have a little fun. Then
we can kiss a bit on the
back seats of your car
and not make a sound
to avoid being found* ~
Carolin
Written by
Carolin  Egypt
(Egypt)   
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