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If roses are ment to be red
and violets to be blue
why isn´t my heart
meant for you?
My hands longing to touch you
but I can barely breathe
starry eyes that make me melt
right in front of me
Lost in this world
I even get lost in this long
and when the lights go down
that´s were I´ll be found...
...
(Erlend Bratland "Lost")
