Someday
Someday it will all be a bit more okay,
People listen to whatI've got to say.
Please take my days away.
I see the things that land on me,
and I don't know if I want to be,
someone who never will see.
But can't nobody see, that I don't want to be sad
I've told you before and I'll tell you again
that I don't want to talk about it
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| Auteur: *dark eyes* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 september 2004 | ||
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