No love,
no fear,
no future
no dreams, no crying thoughts
without memory, without dreams
everything is dark and cold
the grayest man in the street
with a barbed wire roller
with a barbed wire roller
around my bloody crocked head
the thought never crossed my mind
that
I’m only a toy for you
I’m only a funny toy for U
There was so much noise in
my mind that I could hardly hear myself think…
my mind that I could hardly hear myself think…
that
I’m only a toy…
I’m only an ugly toy for U.
Hello!
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Doskonale Cię rozumiem ….
Hmmm, to takie smutne. Ale kiedy to czytałam zupełnie jak tekst do jakiegoś utworu.
Hmmmm
Pozdrawiam.
dopoki nie uwierzysz ze zycie ma sens bedzie jak bedzie…uwierz!prosze Cie!!!