My end is almost nearby
I wash my hands in the lake of my blood
Just before I die
To wash away my sins
That I created in my live
Like the scares deep in my skin
But soon it doesn't really matter
I'll never see the sun again
But believe me, it's for the better
So please don't cry for me
I'm better off now
'Cause now I'm free of my misery
I don't feel the pain any longer
Thank God it stopped
Just when it was getting stronger and stronger
Now I'm wating for my final breath
While I lie in the lake of my blood
I welcome the death
onzeker persoon: | Maandag, mei 17, 2004 21:58 |
liefje... ag laat maar, je weet wat ik ga zeggen, en je weet dat ik veel van je hou Kusjes -Cyndi- |
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freemind: | Maandag, mei 17, 2004 16:29 |
you stille have one breath and please, please save it when the time is right. You don't have to die tonight, not even tomorrow. Please wait when you're sure and tell me, I still want you to live. Never forget. Angels are alive! -x- nele freeyourmind_8@hotmail.com (mag me altij mailen..) |
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Auteur: Mark Anema | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Carama | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 15 mei 2004 | ||
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