Det jag inte kan uttrycka själv.



I feel like a child crying for nothing,
Yet my heart is dying for real.
Something has left me once again.
And I cannot hide my tears.
I hide for nothing at all.
But I'm running out of strength.
And though I have not a wish for death.
I will be free when I am removed.

- Northern Lights (The Wounded)                      





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