Give you pain( niet negatief.)
Your voice like liquor leaves me with a hangover.
Your butterfly's so heavy makes my stomach ache.
Your eyes cutting like razorblades trough my soul.
Your touches scratch my skin till scars remain.
Your kisses so poisonous, so ill and delirious.
Your breath freezing my skin.
Your temperture too high burning my body.
Your evertything yet you are not.
Your butterfly's so heavy makes my stomach ache.
Your eyes cutting like razorblades trough my soul.
Your touches scratch my skin till scars remain.
Your kisses so poisonous, so ill and delirious.
Your breath freezing my skin.
Your temperture too high burning my body.
Your evertything yet you are not.
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| Auteur: Vany | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 februari 2010 | ||
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