My love has died
* My 'love' has died *
There was a young boy
who’s feelings died
it’s me within my heart
The feelings one with the concrete
It’s a kind of fleshwound I have
Now it’s only my heart what pumps
To flows the blood through
Nothing more nothing less
Just viewed the unhappiness I leed
only blood, bone and flesh
And no tears, no crying
Only a lonely soul what’s digested
and finally dying
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| Auteur: Manjula | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 januari 2007 | ||
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