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Sick Mind


Free Account, Eberswalde/Berlin

Come back my dream

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So empty I feel these times
Like walking through forests
Without my drayd of the woods
Will there be a light shining towards us
Is there a chance to fill these words
With all my feelings I have
Standing here without my home
without my light and all the warmth my soul felt
How could I stand here and not be moved by you
My hands are searching in the dark
For you
My Beloved
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