the forgotten soul
no-one knows her,
she has no name,
she left her heart,
it was filth with pain.
strange little girl
who are you?
where are you from?
what do you do?
forgotten girl,
where are you searching for?
I just want to find love,
I want nothing more.
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| Auteur: twistel | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 april 2006 | ||
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