SKRIVET: 2011-01-31, kl 22:42:40 | PUBLICERAT I:

Illusion & smoke

Sick of running away. I have no energy to be, Where is my will and drive to be happy?



You´re giving me hope, but everything seems to be illusion and smoke



For love, for life, for surrender



Just one word and i´ll be yours, just one touch and i´ll burn again..




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