dying.

I think about dying
every day again

I dream about dying
every night again

Dreaming of talking to Jason
or take a walk with my dog

just like ik could those years ago
the years i didn't had to miss them

but life is just too beautiful
all those people that love me

life is too beautiful
to miss my friends and family

is there a way to see those I miss
and to stay with those i love

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Kimm <3

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22-03-2011

Over dit gedicht

hoeveel ik mensen mis.

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