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A million miles away from man,
I scream my sorrow to the winds.
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Ever hat it tough enough,
That you felt, just that weak enough.
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- It's all a matter of state of mind -
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Look at the stars and think of me.
Remember how it used to be
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My hidden secrets, are well kept away.
Throwing my hints, gently into thin air.
Hoping, wishing, and praying for you to know.
My hidden secret is there.
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Rot away, oh sweet sweet flower.
Rot and let me be!
For your smell I no longer desire.
Thus from thy charms I crave to set free.
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Turned 18, yet blissfully innocent.
Still thinking, with child like thoughts.
Could you be so lost, in your world,
To miss out on your own growing up?
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חזרה לעמוד היוצר הראשי
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שתי מילים:
מילה ראשונה:
(ניפנוף עם
היד)
מילה שנייה:
(חיבוק עם
מסעודה משדרות)
נו...
נו...
מה קשה!
שלום חבר!
לא מזהה?
יגאל עמיר, מנסה
משחקי חברה על
זאת שאהבה את
התל אביבי. |
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