melancholic...
melancholical ways of living
make me feel like a miserable creature
when mornin comes
my honeysweet illusions
drift away and make place
for the bitter reality
music doens't get any connection to my soul
and i crack whenever i smell the autumn leaves
fallin down
make me feel like a miserable creature
when mornin comes
my honeysweet illusions
drift away and make place
for the bitter reality
music doens't get any connection to my soul
and i crack whenever i smell the autumn leaves
fallin down
Reacties op dit gedicht
| sleepless: | Zaterdag, november 16, 2002 13:19 |
| Herfstmelancholie was nog nooit zo knap verwoord. TOP-GEDICHT!!! Groeten. |
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| darksky: | Donderdag, november 14, 2002 22:45 |
| bangelijk gedicht, echt waar!!! | |
| DrieGeetjes: | Donderdag, november 14, 2002 22:29 |
| Geweldig gedicht! Jo. ;o)x |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: lancelot | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 november 2002 | ||
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