Help...
Help…
This is a cry for help,
To anyone who cares.
I am lost and alone,
I’m scared and cold.
I’ve lost my rock,
My shoulder to cry on.
Now my heart is broken,
My soul is weak.
I’m almost giving up,
Believe me I don’t want to.
But I have no straight,
I’ve worn out.
Can anyone tell me what to do,
Can anyone show me I’m not alone.
Please hurry,
I’m slipping away…
This is a cry for help,
To anyone who cares.
I am lost and alone,
I’m scared and cold.
I’ve lost my rock,
My shoulder to cry on.
Now my heart is broken,
My soul is weak.
I’m almost giving up,
Believe me I don’t want to.
But I have no straight,
I’ve worn out.
Can anyone tell me what to do,
Can anyone show me I’m not alone.
Please hurry,
I’m slipping away…
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| Auteur: troubled_soul | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 januari 2008 | ||
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