nothing is certain or last forever
Gathering clouds,dark for one a break for freedom for a other.
A seemingly happy life, first cracks shown before the storm breaks.
Cracks that widen without a fight, freedom beckons in the distance.
Gathering clouds in the distance merciless for one, kind for the other.
A seemingly happy life, first cracks shown before the storm breaks.
Cracks that widen without a fight, freedom beckons in the distance.
Gathering clouds in the distance merciless for one, kind for the other.
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 november 2015 | ||
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