without reason ..
... sometimes i think about the past. What made me so happy? When was i the luckiest girl in the world? How could you make me belive in those lies? What made me to be with you, without knowing the reason? Sometimes i really wonder, why i did even get these chances to be one of them.. What made me so special when you said - you're not like the others?
But still, i'll be waiting for the answer, no matter what.
Croatia - 10
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