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feelings drifting through my head
like flashes of light
recognizable,
but yet
too fast to understand
i don't know what i'm up to
what will the future hold?
is it too frightning to be seen
or too scary to be told?
I know my friends are there for me
to trust and to behold
but i'm afraid to talk to them
afraid they won't understand
i'm not sure how long
i can take
this feeling of emptyness
it's breaking me up inside
getting bigger and bigger
untill i'll explode
like flashes of light
recognizable,
but yet
too fast to understand
i don't know what i'm up to
what will the future hold?
is it too frightning to be seen
or too scary to be told?
I know my friends are there for me
to trust and to behold
but i'm afraid to talk to them
afraid they won't understand
i'm not sure how long
i can take
this feeling of emptyness
it's breaking me up inside
getting bigger and bigger
untill i'll explode
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| Auteur: Rhiannon | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 19 juni 2002 | ||
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