hunting me
hunting me
you came in my life ,
and give me a strange feeling.
In my dreams you are hunting me.
Watching me.
Like i am a kind of diamond.
My confronsations with you are so personal,
I can discus everything with you,
You make my whay of living funny.
Giving me the things i want,
But still in my dreams you are there somwhere,
Still hunting me,
But i can't find you.
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| Auteur: **fleying mind** | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Carama | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 juni 2004 | ||
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