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naam: Gerdine. Nice huh
leeftijd: 18
msn: Don't even bother
woonplaats: Mijn huis.
provincie: Flevoland
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gemaakt op: 24 Maart 2009 19:01
laatst gewijzigd: 02 Januari 2012 23:44
I know it's hard to tell how mixed up you feel
Hoping what you need is behind every door
Each time you get hurt, I don't want you to change
Because everyone has hopes, you're human after all
The feeling sometimes, wishing you were someone else
Feeling as though you never belong
This feeling is not sadness, this feeling is not joy
I truly understand, Please, don't cry now
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Being like you are
Well this is something else, who would comprehend?
But some that do, lay claim that
Divine purpose blesses them
That's not what I believe, it doesn't matter anyway
A part of your soul ties you to the next world
Or maybe to the last, I'm still not sure
What I do know is, to us the world is different
As we are to the world but, I guess you would know that
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Secrets are yours. Once you tell a secret to someone, it's not your secret anymore. It's theirs. They go on and on and on. You wish you didn't share them. You wish they were yours again. You wish that they weren't theirs. Wouldn't it be better if we had guns forthe secrets? Guns for the secrets who aren't to be told. Who aren't to be shared. So that they can be yours again. So that you never lose them anymore. They protect you. They protect the right ones. They protect your loved ones. They share themselves with someone. Someone you love. Someone with secrets. Secrets are yours. Let's give them guns. Guns for the secrets.
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