Sometimes it hurts
It's so strange
And I can't explain it
But sometimes
It just hurts when you touch me
It's not often
And I don't even mind
And I know it will be different soon
'Cause you really too kind
When you ask me what's wrong
I hardly give an answer
But that's not because I don't wanna tell
It's just that I don't know how
But thankfully most of time
You're just too good for me
And I often wish for time to stop
Just so I can cuddle you a bit longer
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Laura Luijkx: | Maandag, mei 09, 2005 16:32 |
| Super mooi en lief geschreven :) Liefs, |
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| Vervelende meid: | Maandag, mei 09, 2005 08:58 |
| owhhhh :D Lief... | |
| onzeker persoon: | Maandag, mei 09, 2005 06:59 |
| *blush* Ik hou echt superveel van je! Kusss :) |
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| Auteur: Mark Anema | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 mei 2005 | ||
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