After all
So,
I started to take distance of the ones I feared the most.
Many years I was a prisoner in a lie of friendly host.
Fake laughs on many faces of a long and ugly youth.
I hate to see the faces of a wrong and awfull truth.
I'm glad to say it's over and glad to say I'm done.
I'm glad to see the summer and the man that I've become.
I started to take distance of the ones I feared the most.
Many years I was a prisoner in a lie of friendly host.
Fake laughs on many faces of a long and ugly youth.
I hate to see the faces of a wrong and awfull truth.
I'm glad to say it's over and glad to say I'm done.
I'm glad to see the summer and the man that I've become.
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: AcidCortex | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ana (stacia) | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 april 2015 | ||
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