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Lina - Choice
I hold in my hands
The pieces of my heart
I mend them with my tears
I hold in my hands
My glorious death
Slowly my end nears
Chorus
I was compelled to choose
To live or love to feel
I was compelled to lose
In darkness I now kneel
In this moment
Which is my last
I mourn my shattered heart
In this moment
Which will not last
I fear again to start
Chorus
Post je objavljen 10.04.2007. u 00:59 sati.