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■ A wound that breathes Contact |
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It's tearin' up my heart
when I'm with you, si tot asa se-ntampla si cand lipsesti tu, durerea e aici daca esti sau nu. Baby, eu nu inteleg de ce nu putem fi impreuna, sa nu fim iubiti... cat de ciudat suna. totul e greu fara tine, simt ca mor, I am down, on my knees I can't take it anymore. It's tearin' up my heart and soul, baby, I am so alone, tu esti aici si nu faci nimic, nu ai inima in pieptul tau mic.
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