The voice whispers
Then there is a voice
Locked up in my head
Whispering...
Fool...
You foolish one
Stop pretending
Stop being fake
Don’t ask me why
You know what I mean
Quit living the lie
These confusing words
They all mask your deny
Accept...
Accept your destiny
The person you are
Live your locked up fantasy
And break your lie
Vanish your questions
Because you know why
Fight against these made up tenstions
Get real..
You won’t die...
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| Auteur: RealMe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 oktober 2008 | ||
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