Martine Kolber (02 October 1983 / Luxembourg)
Feels like time stopped
Since those days are past now.
Feels like inside me my colours,
All turned black and white.
I do not remember dreaming of a better time,
I do not remember. Maybe I will tomorrow.
Submitted: Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, April 19, 2011
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