Poetry with love and broken hearts
Standing, watching and trading
Feeling, loving, fading
Blaming busstops
Kinda confused
Jumping high, but still too low
Children, children children
My children and my trouble
Still there, still here
How long?
Posing, kinda original
I am his favourite,was it cynical?
Birds will sing and trees will burn
Churches and the beast stay here
She's there, not anywhere near
She's laughing, but why?
Love love love
But broken hearts
Feeling, loving, fading
Blaming busstops
Kinda confused
Jumping high, but still too low
Children, children children
My children and my trouble
Still there, still here
How long?
Posing, kinda original
I am his favourite,was it cynical?
Birds will sing and trees will burn
Churches and the beast stay here
She's there, not anywhere near
She's laughing, but why?
Love love love
But broken hearts
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| Auteur: Niels Tournoij | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 december 2006 | ||
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