Dood / Leven / Zelfmoord
i'm standing on the edge,
my hair flies in the wind,
wich is merciless,
it's almost beyond...
a couple of seconds,
then i'll float on the wind,
the wind is everywhere,
i am surrounded...
for the last time i say my name,
and i take the fatal step
i fal, close my eyes,
waiting...
an intense pain,
when i touch the hard ground,
and immediately pine away...
people are scared,
they want to help,
but it's allready to late,
i'm watching them from above...
at last,
I have obtained my wings,
i'm happy now...
- innerpainforever  -
Gecontroleerd door: christina
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