angry at an angel / Paul Walker
* dit gedicht is van mij, maar heb ik een beetje herschreven, dus als je denkt, dit komt bekend vooor :o) *
The wind is playing in the trees, crying silently.
The birds are singing a sad song, while crying silently.
The sun is hiding behind the clouds, crying silently.
A house is darker, colder.
No voices fill the rooms anymore,
but a whole family cry’s silently.
Because his soul traveled silently beyond the stars.
Several fans around the world are angry,
cause he left us, forever.
But,
how can we be angry at our Blue Eyed Angel?
…
The wind is playing in the trees, crying silently.
The birds are singing a sad song, while crying silently.
The sun is hiding behind the clouds, crying silently.
A house is darker, colder.
No voices fill the rooms anymore,
but a whole family cry’s silently.
Because his soul traveled silently beyond the stars.
Several fans around the world are angry,
cause he left us, forever.
But,
how can we be angry at our Blue Eyed Angel?
…
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| Auteur: white_rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 september 2014 | ||
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