Story: ONCE - Stylinson -
I had eyes of green, while he had piercing blue
When I saw his face, I knew my love was true
How could we have known that this love would make us blue
Then they made us famous, they kept us apart
They called me a womanizer, said a young girl had his heart
Even through this pain, together we stayed strong
I thought that nothing else could make this go more wrong...
In a chilly autumn day, I came home from work
I got a little nervous, not seeing your cheeky smile
I ran through our house, thoughts running through my head
I found you in our room, hanging there, dead
Although my heart was broken, they still made me hide
I wasn´t the same person though, a part of me had died
They would never let me say the truth, they made me marry a lady
A few years after that, we had a pretty baby
When our child was five, on a chilly autumn day
He walked into the room and asked: "Why do you cry that way?"
I answered him, sobbing, feeling so desperetely blue
"Once, when I was 16 I met a boy named Lou."
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Bevat 16+ / Sex. geweld, scheldwoorden,
Begint 1 December 2013
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| Titel Nieuwste eerst | Woorden | Gelezen | Aangepast | Proloog | 61 | 128 | 1 decennium geleden | Dear Louis | 482 | 221 | 1 decennium geleden | OO1. | 791 | 191 | 1 decennium geleden | OO2. | 720 | 153 | 1 decennium geleden |
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