Sometimes it's hard
Sometimes It’s Hard
Sometimes are Hard
Misery seems free in this part
No activity’s beauty
None of that is fine
Making lines to the world
Try to find souls relative to just let my heart’s sun shine
Making poems about the disonesty
About a kind of taking back what’s mine
Sometimes I want to say
” Goodbye”
And giving you then a last poem lullaby
Also a Kind of addicting to depressions
makes me gladly litlle addicted to Write
makes for myself a fresh air
and for women being the prince in the silent night
. . . it all just keeps me going . . .
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| Auteur: Manjula | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 november 2006 | ||
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