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I ran. I remember every step, every tile, every piece of dirt. I remember the music, that played every second. I remember the guitar, the riffs, the feeling when I played it for the first time. I remember the faces, the sounds, the sadness and the happiness.
But most of all, I remember the bomb wich fell from the sky as if God himself had dropped it.
Incendi
Ik ga deze story helemaal in het Engels schrijven. Mochten er fouten in het Engels zitten, please tell me![ bericht aangepast op 29 maart 2012 - 19:08 ]
A punk rock song won't ever change the world, but I can name a couple that changed me.
