My heart is not a playground
where you just can walk upon
You can't play around with my feelings
and then, when you've played enough,
just go away, somewhere else
and leave me behind with the mess.
As if I, or someone else, could clean it up
Auteur: jetante | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 22 januari 2008 | ||
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