Stars..
When I'm looking above,
and see al those stars.
I wish one of them would fall.
When I'm looking above,
and I see the total dark.
I wish I could be there,
no confusing lights.
When I'm looking above,
and see the lights,
which are death people,
like they told me..
I'm just thinking,
if you would be,
just one of them.
Can't I become one of them too?
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| Auteur: KillingAngel |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 oktober 2005 | ||
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