Feather of glass
I just crashed into the ceiling
It's 2pm
I'm lying in the arms
of a sweet guy
I almost kissed
He says he'll miss me
and I
say nothing
how can I?
I'll miss
how he allowed me
not to think of missing
to breathe in
and out
It's 2pm
I'm lying in the arms
of a sweet guy
I almost kissed
He says he'll miss me
and I
say nothing
how can I?
I'll miss
how he allowed me
not to think of missing
to breathe in
and out
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| Auteur: Ceridwen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 april 2013 | ||
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