Once it was another feeling which you gave me. You supported me and showed me your Love every day.
Now you sleep in my arms, every night and i can kiss you every day, but you were never so fairly away.
There is a new person in your mind.
Some people tell me i care to much. I call it Love.
What is more important? To love or to be loved? Which wing needs a bird to fly? The left or the right one?
Bitte mal eben Korrekturlesen....
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Keswick (Contributor)
Re: Bitte mal eben Korrekturlesen....
Trig hat geschrieben:Once it was another feeling which you gave me. You supported me and showed me your love every day.
Now you sleep in my arms,every night and I can kiss you every day, but you have never been so far away.
There is a new person on your mind.
Some people tell me I care to much. I call it love.
What is more important? To love or to be loved? Which wing does a bird need in order to fly? The left or the right one?
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Duckduck (Contributor)
Re: Bitte mal eben Korrekturlesen....
Ein winziges Überseherle...Keswick hat geschrieben:Trig hat geschrieben: Some people tell me I care too much.
Liebe Grüße
Duckduck