Watching out the window
Days passing by
just watching out the window
Fragments of shadows
sunrise, sunset
Emptiness and pain
carved in the heart
Tears so lost
you can't even find them
Staring at the mirrors
of my soul
the over lived soul
mirrors to sharp to cut
Scarves never healing
concealed with a smile
A life so broken
from the never ending story
It only leaves a mark
on the monument of the heart
I just let myself down
in a scene called life
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| Auteur: Angel13 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 februari 2007 | ||
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