Why do I still....
Why should I try?
I've had enough of it
We're all going to die
Not happy anymore
My heart is broken
I've had enough of this sore
But why do I keep trying?
Why do I still fight for happiness
Why did I stopped crying?
Why is it that my heart's filled with hatred?
Why is it that my heart isn't completly turned to stone?
Why did the feeling love has broken out of it's seal sacred
Why do I still want to try?
Do I like the possible hurting of love?
Or do I just like loves lie
I've had enough of it
We're all going to die
Not happy anymore
My heart is broken
I've had enough of this sore
But why do I keep trying?
Why do I still fight for happiness
Why did I stopped crying?
Why is it that my heart's filled with hatred?
Why is it that my heart isn't completly turned to stone?
Why did the feeling love has broken out of it's seal sacred
Why do I still want to try?
Do I like the possible hurting of love?
Or do I just like loves lie
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| Susanne X: | Zaterdag, februari 02, 2002 22:03 |
| The heart keeps trying to be happy, and that's a good thing. If you'd just give up, you wouldn't have to be born. Make something nice out of love en life!! Nice poem. ;-) | |
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