The truth..
Hard to figure, hard to see
For who decides what's real or not
Is it you? Is it me?
Do ghosts or fairytales excist
And God, mabey he is true
So tell me, who makes the truth
Is it me? Is it you?
Perhaps we're not here at all
This life, a figment of the eye
Mabey this is the afterlife
Where every truth contains its lie
I suppose that's all a bit too far
But still, it kinda makes me wonder
When I'm suicide thinking in my bed
'You can't kill a dead one'
And as my pulse is turning bloody red
'What is this really is the afterlife
Then how will I survive myself
Being already dead..?!
FrozenScar: | Woensdag, april 28, 2004 15:14 |
Like It, | |
BloodElf: | Woensdag, april 28, 2004 15:01 |
Don't sleep into tomorrow, Give everything you have!! Life's to good to give up(soms ook niet maar dat moet je even achter wegen laten) Liefs, |
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Dark Sinner : | Woensdag, april 28, 2004 14:12 |
Prachtig geschreven! Geef nie op he?? Je kunt het Sterkte Dikkuh xus |
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***Bengeltjuh***: | Woensdag, april 28, 2004 13:21 |
hey lief meissie oh boy nice dichie :) heel mooi verwoord veel liefs en knuffel gerjan |
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13 candles: | Woensdag, april 28, 2004 10:29 |
the truth always lies in a persons own heart.....if you realy want to see it, you will find.... This is not life you know... Again your words are great... XXXXXXXXX |
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Auteur: Mysticelfje | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Carama | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 28 april 2004 | ||
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