Breath...
When the sky is grey,
and my heart starts to bleed,
I try to scream,
though I can hardly breath...
A broken heart,
and quiet tears,
are the only thoughts
when love disappears…
A love that lasts forever,
is the picture of a perfect love you adore...
cause everlasting love is a lost illusion where everybody's fighting for...
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| Auteur: Lieveke_5 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ;o)x | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 15 oktober 2003 | ||
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