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Once I wrote about a door. It aint like all the other doors, it has a secret.
One day my heart went brokend, so I thought; "I feel like shit, let's break someone elses heart"
And I did, it belonged to this door.
It made me feel better, and then I covered it up,with a Christian Kjellwander-poster so no one would notice.
And no one ever did, but the door itself.

you're such a fool, I'm not a door. I feel it even more.




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