zondag 10 april 2011

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And everytime, I break a little harder.
And everytime I don't know what to say.
It's been years since I first felt this.
But somehow in all those years, I never had the guts to tell you.
To tell you, though I am your flesh and blood, I don't trust you.
I don't trust anyone for the fully 100%.
It's like that.
I am not sure if that's the reason.
But it might be that it has something to do with all this.

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