Light as a feather,
with the beauty of snow.
Our love so strong,
for only us to know.
You’re my angel,
my angel of pain.
My angel of wisdom,
who made me sane.
Although you’re not here,
not with me.
I feel your love and pain,
they make me see.
You’re so far away
and next to me every night.
You are my everything,
the only one wherefore I’ll fight.
Auteur: Metztlie | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 02 juli 2008 | ||
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