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They don't know how great it is to control your own pain...
The only way i can face reality...
The scars follow me every where...
They don't get me ...
They don't let me live!
The only way i can face reality...
The scars follow me every where...
They don't get me ...
They don't let me live!
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Broken heart | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 december 2004 | ||
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