Without me
I tought I found true love,
that you were sent from above.
I tought it was love from the start
& that I had a special place in youre heart
But nothing was less true
Cause now I know the real you
You never take a litlle time
to think of me
So how can you tell me
there was a time
you really loved me
For you I don't exist anymore.
My heart was broken, it's better
but still sore.
I always dreamed of our future family,
it will happen, but like the rest in youre life
Without me...
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: white_rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 februari 2003 | ||
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