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by Broken Ballerina Oct 24, 2008 category : Love, romance / lost love
When I woke up this morning and all his things were gone I looked deep in the mirror what the hell did i do wrong my life is all just like a carousel I sit and think to myself... sometimes I'm just a carousel horse picked, stood on and taken for a ride its always the same, my life just going round and round