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Location: Belgium

there is something of nothing in me, that's quite a lot. +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- nothing is more important than nothing. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- i graduated primary school, but all i had to know i learned in the kindergarten (robert fulghum). -+-+-+-+-+-

11/03/2007

i feel your sorrow


i feel your sorrow
your excuse to leave
maybe it’s tomorrow
i wished to belief

the echo’s in my ears
i hear them yelling
set me up and my tears
wet tales of telling

why it is you refuse
my blooming rose
i have no excuse
except i am close

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