A thing called; letting go...
I know what to say now
I think I know how I feel
So here a vow
For my own and for real
You made me go crazy
You made me smile
I got to see
But just for a little while
You messed me up
And then left me behind
I knew you expected more
But nothing more to find
Didn't got what you expected
Played it off pretty good
But I protected
For me and my own heart
That still got scarred
Because you left a place
Because of the let down guard
And still had to face
{The heart-broken tears upon my face
Challenging me to wipe without any grace...}
I think I know how I feel
So here a vow
For my own and for real
You made me go crazy
You made me smile
I got to see
But just for a little while
You messed me up
And then left me behind
I knew you expected more
But nothing more to find
Didn't got what you expected
Played it off pretty good
But I protected
For me and my own heart
That still got scarred
Because you left a place
Because of the let down guard
And still had to face
{The heart-broken tears upon my face
Challenging me to wipe without any grace...}
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| kimmytje: | Donderdag, januari 01, 2015 22:06 |
| Zoiets heeft verwerking en tijd nodig, Ondanks het verdriet een fijne nieuwjaarsdag Liefs Kimmy |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 01 januari 2015 | ||
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