love me
you don't love me
love me, love me not
love me
like you used to ..
you don's see me
and I am that blind too
so we are lost
still I hold you
so is this as good as it gets
is this what I was made for
are those my emtions
is there nothing more?
together alone in our world
not that pink anymore
bubbles popping and broken
crawling on the floor
lift me up and love me again
like you used to
like I used to too
but I dont, do you?
you don't love me
love me, love me not
love me
like you used to ..
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| Auteur: Quira | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 02 november 2004 | ||
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