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Sometimes i do get stucked with the question
Why time after time i've let you rip my heart out
Was i afraid of my following destination
After findin' out what it's all been about..?
Sometimes after all that suffering
Plus all the pain i've felt inside
Oke, don't forget the wonderful loving
That's even for me too hard to leave aside
I do wonder about your intention
When we were shouting at eachother
'Bout all kinds of things - too much to mention -
Gosh, why should i even bother..?
Sometimes it's hard to imagine
With all the warmth i've felt within
That it'll never be as it has been
Conversations without any meaning
Sadly i've come to this conclusion
That the love i've sent to you
Has only been in my own illusions
For never will i ever again
Be my own love fool
Reacties op dit gedicht
| lovefairy: | Woensdag, juli 14, 2004 20:09 |
| ben sprakenloos.....alsof je het uit mijn hoofd hebt geschreven......prachtig! liefs... | |
| sleepless: | Maandag, oktober 07, 2002 19:54 |
| Je titel lijkt een spiegel, je gedicht de vallende scherven. Prachtstuk! Groetjes. |
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| rainy: | Zondag, oktober 06, 2002 11:32 |
| wow prachtig, maar pijnlijk. Geef de moed niet op hoor. Greetz rainy |
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| Auteur: *~ Mzz MpL ~* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 oktober 2002 | ||
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