That's how I think about me ...
My life is changed...
I'm surrounded by my tears and my troubles
And I'm just to bussy to feel or to see them
I'm running away from something
Maybe it just me
And when i've got time , I look in the mirror
There's just a silly girl who's heart been stolen
Only ...
She just can enjoy half of it
The girl needs time for her one ... and her honey
But ...
She is still to bussy with others peoples troubles
That she doesen't see ...
Her one
I'm surrounded by my tears and my troubles
And I'm just to bussy to feel or to see them
I'm running away from something
Maybe it just me
And when i've got time , I look in the mirror
There's just a silly girl who's heart been stolen
Only ...
She just can enjoy half of it
The girl needs time for her one ... and her honey
But ...
She is still to bussy with others peoples troubles
That she doesen't see ...
Her one
Reacties op dit gedicht
| shoekie: | Zondag, februari 23, 2003 13:45 |
| shoekie tog...tspijt mij van gistere toneel...zeker na dees gedicht...denkt aan de kevin...dien zal der altij vor u zijn...net zoals ekik...xxx...lof joe | |
| Unesca: | Woensdag, februari 19, 2003 19:43 |
| Zusje toch ... Ben er voor je lieverd xxx zie je graag, en rememb. I will ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS love yah xxx |
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| greet1002: | Zondag, februari 16, 2003 14:11 |
| Als je wil prate mag je me altijd maile. xxx Greet |
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| Gecontroleerd door: Cartooneke | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 februari 2003 | ||
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