used to know..
Now you're leaving again,
But this time I won't regret it.
Maybe it's cruel to say,
But I'm so sick of you.
You've changed so much,
I don't regonize you anymore..
Your face seems older and your hands look dirtier,
And your eyes, there's something wrong..
This is not the way it suppost to be,
We used to love each oter so much,
There's something gone..
It's not you I'm looking at.
You're not the brother I used to know..
But this time I won't regret it.
Maybe it's cruel to say,
But I'm so sick of you.
You've changed so much,
I don't regonize you anymore..
Your face seems older and your hands look dirtier,
And your eyes, there's something wrong..
This is not the way it suppost to be,
We used to love each oter so much,
There's something gone..
It's not you I'm looking at.
You're not the brother I used to know..
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| Auteur: Memories_sharp_as_daggers | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 november 2006 | ||
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