The World
Thoughts are crossing
through my mind
searching answers
any kind
Drops are falling
slowly down
I deny the world
with starting to drown
The wind is moving
round and round
it whispers to the soul
and I will moderate the sound
Questions floating
through life and death
through heaven and hell
till it’s last breath
Don’t be afraid
wondering about
show your feelings
and scream out loud
That’s the conclusion
don’t hide for what’s not
just think about
the things you’ve got ……
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: sorriso promise | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Iejoor | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 juni 2003 | ||
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