No one to set me free
It has become so clear...
It is my fate,
I'll never have a mate.
It is becoming clear...
My life will end,
without a single friend.
It has become clear...
I can't escape this misery,
loneliness will be my destiny.
It is becoming clear...
My heart is of no use,
it always has been refused.
It has become so clear...
there's no place for me,
just nobody to set me free.
It is my fate,
I'll never have a mate.
It is becoming clear...
My life will end,
without a single friend.
It has become clear...
I can't escape this misery,
loneliness will be my destiny.
It is becoming clear...
My heart is of no use,
it always has been refused.
It has become so clear...
there's no place for me,
just nobody to set me free.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Pascal Janssen: | Vrijdag, juli 31, 2015 16:32 |
| Happiness is within yourself! Zoek je eigen geluk Frans en dan kan iemand anders dat misschien ooit aanvullen. Sterkte Pasje |
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| Auteur: Frans07 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 juli 2015 | ||
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