It hurts so Bad i think I'm going t
You make me wanna cry
You make me sad
You make me want to fucking rip your heart out
You make me want to live my life yet die because it sucks
You make me want to kill you because your heart didn't stop pumping after I ripped it out
I love you all the same
Because love is a mysterious thing
Like god
God Bless love because he created it
So he'd like to bless whats his
Sorta selfish really but hey
I love you so all is good
For My baby Greg
You make me sad
You make me want to fucking rip your heart out
You make me want to live my life yet die because it sucks
You make me want to kill you because your heart didn't stop pumping after I ripped it out
I love you all the same
Because love is a mysterious thing
Like god
God Bless love because he created it
So he'd like to bless whats his
Sorta selfish really but hey
I love you so all is good
For My baby Greg
Reacties op dit gedicht
| snoepje: | Vrijdag, juli 11, 2003 19:48 |
| heel mooi | |
| Sera & Greg: | Vrijdag, juli 11, 2003 05:02 |
| Heel lief Seratje Ik hou ook van je, maar verlies asjeblieft niet je geloof in God! |
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| Auteur: Sera & Greg | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 juli 2003 | ||
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