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Mr. Blue,
I told you that I love you
Please believe me
Mr. Blue,
I have to go now, darling
Don't be angry
I know that you're tired
Know that you're sore and sick and sad for some reason
So I leave you with a smile
Kiss you on the cheek
and you will call it treason
That's the way it goes some days
A fever comes at you without a warning
And I can see it in your face
You've been waiting to break since you woke up this morning
Mr. Blue,
Don't hold your head so low
That you can't see the sky
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Postat av: P U S S Y D O L L
Heeey snögging. :) jag tänkte börja lite med din design i veckan. Har du tänkt ut lite hur du vill ha det med färger, text, bilder osv? Du får jättegärna maila material till mig, och gärna också dina inloggningsuppgifter så jag kan pyssla även om du inte är online. :] Så kan du få mitt kontonummer också. ^^ Puss
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