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- dreamsasreality
- 10. Sept. 2015
- 1 Min. Lesezeit
Tibidabo, 02.Sep.2015
Summer, you make me feel. I want you to go away, I want to be sucked by a black whole and transform myself into what you said. What did you say? Did I remember you as you were or was it all a dream? I was talking to the nightmares I had of you, I was talking to the touch that is missing. I need some air. Summer, you make me feel.
