a friend
sunshine comes up and i'm wondering , wondering where that friend is , that special friend that alway's makes me smille , when sky's are grey, i'm searching all day long but i can't find him he seems to be gone , but then i hear the doorbell , and I open the door and you say here i'am sorry that it took so long I got stuck in trafic , but how did you knew that I needed you he said I was listing too my heart ...
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| synchrogirl: | Dinsdag, november 11, 2003 17:59 |
| vrienden zijn zeldzaam.. wees zuinig op ze.. Liefs ....Synchrogirl.... |
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| kenneth vantorre: | Dinsdag, november 11, 2003 14:57 |
| hey dag schatje zeg het gedichtjes is heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel lieffffff en heel mooooooooooooooooooooooooi | |
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| Auteur: magie | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 november 2003 | ||
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