You look in the mirror
See a face
Don't know it's yours
Celebrate
You hear someone
Talking
From far, not real?
A cold whisper
The light in her eyes
Is fading
Begin to believe
The endlessness
Spoken softly
Unbearable
'I must go on'
She says
Crying, in the rain
Alone..
Teared Out: | Dinsdag, februari 15, 2005 17:03 |
Moooi.. Maar zo triestig.. Liefs, |
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ballonekop: | Donderdag, februari 10, 2005 11:19 |
bba ja goe zenne | |
ballonekop: | Donderdag, februari 10, 2005 11:19 |
onee geen engels | |
Auteur: Mysticelfje | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 07 februari 2005 | ||
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