Title: Valgfritt

Text: To whom it may concern, or, dear future owner I have this heart but I can't control it It loves what it loves, it does what it wanna Tried to lock it up, but it jumped back on my shoulders Don't get me wrong, it's a good heart and it's golden But it's been stolen, on top of that it's been broken Drug through the mud, it's driving me insane Tryna spread love, pickin' fights with my brain. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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