Different ways
One way you ask me,
to tell you what I think.
The other way,
you don't let me speak.
One way you want to,
know what I think.
The other way,
you don't let me tell.
One way you say,
you understand me.
The other way,
you really don't.
I don't know it by now,
are our ways to different?
Or can we love eachother,
an understand those ways?
*hoop*
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| Auteur: Flo0rtjuh | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 augustus 2005 | ||
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