*It still hurts*
It feels like a needle,
sticking through my heart and body.
Can feel the pain everywhere.
I hear people calling that special name,
there’s the needle going again, stick!
My mind skips a line and
is hetting to that damned moment again.
Got feeling again, like I had,
when you touched me.
Feelings of pain, I call them.
Can’t take it no more,
wished I was dead,
pain-stopping it will be.
May I rest in peace.
sticking through my heart and body.
Can feel the pain everywhere.
I hear people calling that special name,
there’s the needle going again, stick!
My mind skips a line and
is hetting to that damned moment again.
Got feeling again, like I had,
when you touched me.
Feelings of pain, I call them.
Can’t take it no more,
wished I was dead,
pain-stopping it will be.
May I rest in peace.
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| strawberryswirl: | Vrijdag, oktober 28, 2005 13:22 |
| ...what have i done to you... (use me as a piñata...have fun...) Leila |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 11 januari 2005 | ||
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