Ice Cold Wind
The cold wind
Dances around me
Touching me with it's hands
It's lips, it's body
As I shiver from the touch
The next squall comes
I have no saying
As they all turn against me
I did nothing wrong
I swear I didn't
Nothing to provoc them
Never did I harm then
Or bad words slip over my tongue
And yet they still fight me
Like I'm their enemy
So I just like them come over me
I won't fight back
Cause against them
I'm nothing
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Dinsdag, augustus 19, 2003 11:24 |
| Mooi gedicht! Don't give up hope!(your nickname kinda scares me...) Take care! | |
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| Auteur: Lost Hope | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Cartooneke | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 november 2002 | ||
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