memories
The colourful magic
of a fading memory
is one of the beautiful things
of life.
Takes you back
to a sensitive moment
the last kis of
a brandnew day
Maybe in time
we'll learn to understand
all the horror
we never want to face agani.
But as de years pass by
The images are getting paler and paler
'till one day
the have completely fade away.
of a fading memory
is one of the beautiful things
of life.
Takes you back
to a sensitive moment
the last kis of
a brandnew day
Maybe in time
we'll learn to understand
all the horror
we never want to face agani.
But as de years pass by
The images are getting paler and paler
'till one day
the have completely fade away.
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| Auteur: demokat | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 juni 2002 | ||
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