poor thing
Poor thing
You say poor thing
you say how sad
You think she fine
but in here mind she’s mad
No sleep at night no wake up by daylight
You don’t know what’s going on
But in your mind she’s already gone….
You say poor thing
you say how sad
You think she fine
but in here mind she’s mad
No sleep at night no wake up by daylight
You don’t know what’s going on
But in your mind she’s already gone….
Reacties op dit gedicht
| mabel@: | Maandag, november 20, 2006 19:43 |
| neee hoor! i don''t think you''re allready go kusjehartjeknuffel Mabele |
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| B.L.O.O.D: | Donderdag, november 02, 2006 00:23 |
| the beginning sounds familiair :d | |
| Kagami.: | Woensdag, november 01, 2006 07:23 |
| ééh die ken ik, dies mega mooi, nogsteeds echt knap van je Xx,. Kagami. |
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| Windwhisper: | Donderdag, oktober 26, 2006 21:12 |
| droevig hoor. liefs |
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| Auteur: PuCkiit! | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 oktober 2006 | ||
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