Millions
I love the colours of the sky,
Especially on a rainy day,
The clouds are grey and the sky is dark,
It makes me feel this place…
I’ve been a piece of snow,
One of millions in the grey,
Now here on earth,
There still millions of me…
I’ll never be alone,
But I’m still on my own,
Alone in the dark,
So many people, that I’m forgettable…
It seems like nobody cares,
I’m invisible to the world,
So when the sky is dark,
I know my place…
Especially on a rainy day,
The clouds are grey and the sky is dark,
It makes me feel this place…
I’ve been a piece of snow,
One of millions in the grey,
Now here on earth,
There still millions of me…
I’ll never be alone,
But I’m still on my own,
Alone in the dark,
So many people, that I’m forgettable…
It seems like nobody cares,
I’m invisible to the world,
So when the sky is dark,
I know my place…
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| Auteur: Snowblind | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: fox_bert | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 september 2005 | ||
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