So bright..
Sun is shinning so bright..
Sky is so beautifully blue..
Long distance sight..
Still unknown what I´m going through..
Dark clouds lean over my head..
Like they wanna lock me up and never let me go..
They all turn into my dad..
Like the tear drops on my pillow..
Sky is so beautifully blue..
Long distance sight..
Still unknown what I´m going through..
Dark clouds lean over my head..
Like they wanna lock me up and never let me go..
They all turn into my dad..
Like the tear drops on my pillow..
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| David Matser: | Woensdag, augustus 03, 2011 00:07 |
| Prachtig geschreven en goed verwoord. Wat er ook achter zit, je bent sterk genoeg om erover te kunnen schrijven. Big hug en liefs, David |
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| Auteur: **Kirsten** | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 31 juli 2011 | ||
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