That girl
That girl,
This little girl
Whit that smile
She isn't happy
She cries and cry
She is hurt
Deep inside her heart
All those things
Are tearing her appart
She stands strong
But feels so small
She is going on
But she wants to fall
She don't want pain
That stress
Or drama
She don't want that mess
This little girl
Whit that smile
She isn't happy
She cries and cry
She is hurt
Deep inside her heart
All those things
Are tearing her appart
She stands strong
But feels so small
She is going on
But she wants to fall
She don't want pain
That stress
Or drama
She don't want that mess
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| Auteur: † Emily † | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 29 maart 2007 | ||
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