I still need this...
I am afraid
For what will not come
With the hope I prayed
and still don't know what WILL become
For my joy
From my youth
Of the warmth I enjoy
And the bold truth
about the least care
about the breaking hope
for love to share
still from the broken rope
{in my family}
For what will not come
With the hope I prayed
and still don't know what WILL become
For my joy
From my youth
Of the warmth I enjoy
And the bold truth
about the least care
about the breaking hope
for love to share
still from the broken rope
{in my family}
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| Auteur: *PinkTears* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 december 2011 | ||
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