Do what they say
I don’t want to breathe
But I do
I don’t want to live here
With you
- Do what they say -
I don’t want to eat
But I do
I don’t want to be here
Without you
- Or they take it away -
I don’t want to forgive them
So I forget
I don’t want to be good for me
So I’ll be bad
- I’d rather be death -
I don’t want to stay here
So I’ll disappear
I don’t want to leave you
So I have to stay here
- Just to carry on -
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| ImaginingLight: | Woensdag, april 23, 2008 23:00 |
| Meis, wat je ook maar doet. Dit is nooit de juiste oplossing. Ik kan het weten! Liefs, Catharina |
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| Auteur: *alice* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 23 april 2008 | ||
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