Shaken not stirred
The mirror that I held
Up in front of you
Has woken up the little pieces
Of awareness inside of you
And suddenly your worries
And suddenly your doubts
Work their way inside of your mind
And now your world has gotten
Shaken... Not Stirred...
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| Auteur: boemerangkind | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 maart 2005 | ||
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