In pieces
In pieces
I'm lying broken on the floor
pieces of my heart
And you walk over them once more
cause you think I won't fall apart
There is a line
There is an edge
And everytime
you push me closer to that
I'm running headlong into the wall
pain burns in my chest
Still scared that I will fall
can you give this fight a rest?
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| Auteur: pioen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 september 2008 | ||
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