Until the day the ocean doesn’t touch the sand,
that moment
I’ll leave every memory of you behind and
I’ll let go, your hand
You know a place burried deep in my heart
nobody else can see
that part
is somethimes killing me
Would it be content to see me crying
even though
I would be lying
to let you go
Because until the day the ocean doesn’t touch the sand,
that moment
I’ll leave every memory of you behind and
I’ll let go, your hand..
*vriendschap*
Lifeless: | Zondag, oktober 30, 2005 18:56 |
referring to : "that part is somethimes killing me" don't waste your heart and your mind with all those troubling thoughts.. if something's bothering you, talk to that person about it. mooi gedicht |
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villette: | Donderdag, oktober 27, 2005 08:19 |
wauw, heel mooi gedicht liefs, villette |
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Auteur: sorriso promise | ||
Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 26 oktober 2005 | ||
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