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geschrieben am: 07.10.2004 um 20:58 Uhr
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It's purest Innocence
Listening to your voice
and
Thinking bad thoughts
you make me think
when
I talk to you... at night.
Purest Innocence...
When i lie in my Bed
and
feel your voice whispering
kissing away at my Ear
when
all i can think of - you
It's purest Innocence
focusing on work
when
all i can think of
are your hands - my body
and
you - in my body
Purest Innocence
and i
wish i could
look in your eyes
which i've never looked in
But i know
your's are eyes of
purest Evil
and mine...
Purest Innocence...
Take me...
Für einen ganz besonderen Menschen, der weiss wer er ist...
Eine kleine schwarze Rose hinlegt und leise verschwindet
Geändert am 07.10.2004 um 20:59 Uhr von TysanNiskow |
Es fällt nicht schwer, zu leiden, es fällt nicht schwer, zu sterben, wenn man einen Sinn darin sieht.
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