Silver
I saw u and stood still
U smiled and asked: who R U?
I smiled against my will
It had no scence to argue
Your skin is smooth like cream
your lips are made of silver
I think I'm in a dream
When I see u, I just shiver
U smiled and asked: who R U?
I smiled against my will
It had no scence to argue
Your skin is smooth like cream
your lips are made of silver
I think I'm in a dream
When I see u, I just shiver
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| Es: | Dinsdag, mei 25, 2004 13:00 |
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| Holy Merry Me: | Maandag, mei 24, 2004 15:43 |
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| Auteur: 5''nizza | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 mei 2004 | ||
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