She cried
The moment she heard it,
she cried
Then she realized it didn’t make a difference,
Whether she cried or not,
So she stopped crying,
Wiped her eyes and went on,
Whit in her mind the thing she,
still can’t stop thinking about,
The thing she’d just lost….
she cried
Then she realized it didn’t make a difference,
Whether she cried or not,
So she stopped crying,
Wiped her eyes and went on,
Whit in her mind the thing she,
still can’t stop thinking about,
The thing she’d just lost….
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| Auteur: Danielle | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 15 december 2005 | ||
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