Shush sweetie, shush
Shush sweetie, shush
I feel my world crumble
and it's so confusing
I see my feet stumble
on what I keep on musing
I'll always be in the dark
on my own kin
there's not some kind of mark
that can show me out this mess I'm in
because it was done anonymous
this information is irreplacable
but it's not retracable
Mama said: shush sweetie, shush......
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| Auteur: pioen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 mei 2005 | ||
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