Feeling like a:
I feel weird, like a one-day fly.
It’s the end of the day end I asking you why?
Why did we kiss, en why dined you say?
It was just a game that you play
It dined hurt is just feel bad
In my head I was angry en mad
I’m not sorry I hope you feel that way to
I can’t say love but I really liked you!
It’s the end of the day end I asking you why?
Why did we kiss, en why dined you say?
It was just a game that you play
It dined hurt is just feel bad
In my head I was angry en mad
I’m not sorry I hope you feel that way to
I can’t say love but I really liked you!
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| Auteur: kleine-aap_^ | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 31 augustus 2009 | ||
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