My Mystery
Is it what you say
Or maybe what you do
That makes me feel like this,
That makes me feel this way
I just can't sleep
'Cuz you're on my mind
So many questions
But answers I can't find
I guess you'll allways be
My Mystery
...
Or maybe what you do
That makes me feel like this,
That makes me feel this way
I just can't sleep
'Cuz you're on my mind
So many questions
But answers I can't find
I guess you'll allways be
My Mystery
...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| ThE/CuRe?: | Vrijdag, juli 16, 2004 17:18 |
| *zucht* heel herkenbaar.. prachtig geschreven!!! xxxx ThE/CuRe? |
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| Harrie Oosterwaal: | Vrijdag, juli 16, 2004 14:56 |
| Mooi geschreven Twinkeltje I Like it. en ja een mystery kan ook mooi zijn als je dat maar weet ;) Groetjes Harrie |
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| The unreachable: | Vrijdag, juli 16, 2004 14:40 |
| Very nice.. | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: twinkeltje | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 juli 2004 | ||
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