sleeping sickness



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I've becoma a simple souvenir of someone's kill
And like the sea, I'm constantly changing from calm to ill
Madness fills my heart and soul, as if the great divide could swallow me whole
Oh, how I'm breaking down 

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Nadja Marie

Nadja Marie

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Har egentlig ikke peiling på hva slags blogg dette er, men jeg heter Nadja.

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