I don't think it's very good, and it's really short, but I had to right a fic for this song, so here it is. Please let me know what bạn think
Near, far, wherever bạn are
I believe that the tim, trái tim does go on.
Once thêm bạn open the door
And you’re here in my heart
And my tim, trái tim will go on and on.
It was funny sometimes, how the people bạn loved were always the first to go.
It took her a long time to get over the death of her mother. For the first năm hoặc so afterwards, everywhere she went her mother was following her. She was six.
Then there was nothing....
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