Pretending...
I wanna live again
Pretend that I still am
The person that I was
I want to close the eyes
Of my past
Embrace my future
How f*cked up it may be
I want to believe
In the voice
Of the unknown
Let me face the fears
Of the past that haunts me
Let me move through
The shadows of my pain
I want to be the lie
That is printed in their mind
The secret well known
Will soon be reborn…
Dajo September 2004
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| Gecontroleerd door: jo | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 maart 2005 | ||
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