crumbled wings
As i wander through a city
Of broken down forgotten things
I pass by the statue of a fallen angel
Lying in the pieces of her crumbled wings
I hear her moan, i hear her groan
I her the silent song she sings
While she sits oh so lonly and waits
For the cure that love never brings
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| Chichi: | Zondag, september 26, 2004 22:30 |
| Best mooi, jammer van de foutjes(paar vergeten letters) Maar goed hoor. |
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| Auteur: Neverlander | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: artemis | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 september 2004 | ||
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