A broken heart never really heals,
It’s unable to reveal,
Doesn’t want to be hold,
Because it is frozen it’s cold,
Doesn’t have the guts,
To start it all over again,
Because it hurts,
I’m in the bus,
On my way to school,
But why do I feel so useless,
Feel like a fool,
Never want to have this feeling again,
And somewhere never want it to end.
memory: | Zondag, juni 22, 2008 11:34 |
Je hebt helemaal gelijk, en toch ligt er nog genoeg geluk in de toekomst. kop op! | |
Auteur: shiningstar | ||
Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 22 juni 2008 | ||
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