Broken
Even in the dark,
isn’t everything pitch black.
But I miss you so hard,
I just want you back.
And when you think I listen,
I’m not hearing a word you say.
Cause you left me here with thoughts,
and they’re making me want to stay.
isn’t everything pitch black.
But I miss you so hard,
I just want you back.
And when you think I listen,
I’m not hearing a word you say.
Cause you left me here with thoughts,
and they’re making me want to stay.
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| Auteur: Quintella | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 april 2008 | ||
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