one question
You're still wondering why
I don't like the way your touch me
and I know the answer,
but I can't tell it
Only when I think about it
everything is hurting again
like the way before I decided,
never want to feel something like that again..
You never realized
what you did to me
by asking that question,
it feels like everything is bleeding
again..
I don't like the way your touch me
and I know the answer,
but I can't tell it
Only when I think about it
everything is hurting again
like the way before I decided,
never want to feel something like that again..
You never realized
what you did to me
by asking that question,
it feels like everything is bleeding
again..
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| Auteur: aperson | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 juni 2006 | ||
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