I think too often
Эйлин Монстерсон
I'm sitting in the dark
And thinking i was wrong.
You'll eat my open heart.
I never will be strong.
This world is more then art,
This words sound very well.
That heart is like a drum,
That mind is like a bell.
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Эйлин Монстерсон
, 2013
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