Hope
Seen things
With the wrong eyes
Colors changed
All the time
Everything turned into black
Tumbling down
Into the endless depths
Of hope
With the wrong eyes
Colors changed
All the time
Everything turned into black
Tumbling down
Into the endless depths
Of hope
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Quira | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 08 maart 2001 | ||
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