Being who I used to be
Forgotten in the past
Seeing what I can't become
Futures will not last
Feeling what I should be like
Empty hearts staring black
But never knowing who I am
Running cirkles on a dying track
-Hoping to find a clue of existence-
-Remembering some pre-born serenity-
-Flying into arms of the Unknown-
-With this confusional identity-
Wicked Soul: | Zaterdag, november 27, 2004 21:50 |
Wauw... Breath-taking poem... Though it's so sad. It touches me. Forgotten in the past, hey? No, my dear, you won't be forgotten. Not by me. Maybe your past haunts you, but I won't let you drown in it. And just don't predict the future, for you might be mistaken here. Seeing it all black, but hey, let me paint you a rainbow in the sky. Extraordinary painter, remember? ;) "Feeling what I should be like" ... No, Dani, no... You can't just pretend to be h |
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Auteur: Mysticelfje | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 18 november 2004 | ||
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