Let it..
Don't mind me
I just have no clue
How to let be
Or just let it brew
It has been a wound
Now just a scare
Doesn't mean it is sounds
Or that it will compare
Let me figure out
How to let it brew
Perhaps I will use some glue
Or repair it with a screw
Perhaps letting fly
See where it lands
While I stay dry
And we hold hands
I just have no clue
How to let be
Or just let it brew
It has been a wound
Now just a scare
Doesn't mean it is sounds
Or that it will compare
Let me figure out
How to let it brew
Perhaps I will use some glue
Or repair it with a screw
Perhaps letting fly
See where it lands
While I stay dry
And we hold hands
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| Auteur: Morgain-Amaris | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 oktober 2019 | ||
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