Two different people
We were two different people,
Two different souls,
Not interested for them other,
No respect for eachother.
But that has chanced,
I don’t know why.
It must have been our destiny,
That was walking by.
We’ve become the closest friends,
The world have ever known.
But now it ends,
And we have to let go.
My heart will cry,
My soul will die,
Until we meet again.
In this life or in the next,
Or tomorrow at MSN.
You are the best friend I ever had,
And I want to thank you for that.
So just remember,
That if you miss me,
Here’s the place to be.
My heart will cry,
My soul will die,
Until we meet again.
In this life or in the next,
Or tomorrow at MSN.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Laveda: | Dinsdag, maart 28, 2006 17:51 |
| kijk is assterke ;) heb k ff alvast 1 dichie erop gezet :) hijs echt heel mooi... mis marloes ook... :( trouwens, morege zet ik de 2e erop.. (mag er maar 1 per dag insture..) [K] laveda |
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| Auteur: Ezzthur | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 maart 2006 | ||
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