such confusion
struggle 2 keep my smile and real tears
seems like a myth making us wanna survive
long 4 heavens gates..
see loved ones when we die
why should I crie or think 2 pray
life has its own way
The mountain I climb 4ever and endless
when i break down heartbreaking and restless
At night when dreams take over sorrow
Not knowing the faith of tomorrow
When happiness comes knocking on my door
it 4gets 2 ring the bell
Making me 2 late 2 open as I slide back in 2 hell
Now as today I wish no more
take destiny and make it mine
one of a kind, most likely 2 be blind
Yet I know my heart is burning 2 shine
my tears and soul 4ever will crie...
-x- Shyenna
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| Quo Vadis?: | Donderdag, maart 11, 2004 22:59 |
| Voor mij erg helder, verwarrend water, Shyenna. *smile!* ;o)x |
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| shyenna: | Donderdag, maart 11, 2004 22:00 |
| Misschien voor sommigen erg verwarrend om te lezen en voor anderen helder als water...-x- Shyenna | |
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 maart 2004 | ||
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