One word
I close my eyes
Put my hand in front of them
Away,
Far, far away
I don't want to hear
I don't want to feel
My heart is aching
Hopelessness
Desperate
I need relief
Going crazy
I wish I could talk
Tell them
One simple word
But if I say it I'll break
Help
Put my hand in front of them
Away,
Far, far away
I don't want to hear
I don't want to feel
My heart is aching
Hopelessness
Desperate
I need relief
Going crazy
I wish I could talk
Tell them
One simple word
But if I say it I'll break
Help
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| Boomvader Ruerd: | Dinsdag, mei 02, 2017 10:55 |
| one cannot help but to feel the heart-beat. Only the heart knows what goes on. The steady rhytym of the heart beating all the odds time after time in a steady flow. Let the heart beat go on. | |
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| Auteur: Wicked Rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Erwin | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 juli 2011 | ||
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