The fate called identity
A familiair crossroad appearing,
Remembering the choice and promise
i made back then,
To make my dream reality.
Struggled hard to keep my promise
Others said i was to strong willed
Because what i wanted was impossible for me.
Was forced to end my struggle,
but i still believe in my dream,
although it has slightly changed
it has the very same core.
and i will end up chose this sameness,
Again, again and again.
Remembering the choice and promise
i made back then,
To make my dream reality.
Struggled hard to keep my promise
Others said i was to strong willed
Because what i wanted was impossible for me.
Was forced to end my struggle,
but i still believe in my dream,
although it has slightly changed
it has the very same core.
and i will end up chose this sameness,
Again, again and again.
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| Auteur: lothori | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 23 mei 2012 | ||
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