different...
So different,
and changes scare me...
so different,
Not like what I was used to see
Not the same,
Different colours, different view...
not the same,
Not just quiet like you.
Look: still poems from every day,
Still my favorite writers,
Who know what to say.
Still beautiful words that fill my up,
With love and hope...
That will never stop!
So different...
yet; so good!
* zo, dat was even schrikken; maar er is eigenlijk maar weinig veranderd;
behalve dat GF er nu echt super mooi uitziet!!!*
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| Auteur: April | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 10 februari 2006 | ||
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