. . . One thing I’ve learnt of mother nature
That men must fight for some real love
So I must hardly fight for you
But I guess that’s really not enough
Support me a give an indication of what I suppose to do
Please, don’t scorn me to my poor inner heart
Want to send you lots of love, but
I have to go through
Please, just try to release your wondering heart
Join the beauty of this game
And maybe we meet each other one day
While you’re hunting for the same . . .
Auteur: Manjula | ||
Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 10 december 2006 | ||
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