Thrashing other lifes
Which is your doom
Is my faith
I just have to bleed
And wait
Seeing my life go by
In a flash
I remember
It's not my life I trash
My life ends here
Although yours may not
My end is very clear
Yours are strangled in one big knot
I'll leave this world
before or at my time
Leaving you live here
Thrashing yours, not mine
Even when I remember
Who love me
Who need me
I'll just let myself free
Unlocking my soul
In a neverending space
Just letting me floot around
Never saying the phrase
"I miss you all so much"
I won't say it
I won't miss you at all
Not even just a little bit
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| Auteur: fixien | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 mei 2005 | ||
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