A bitter fight
A crushed picture of an empty life,
emotions bruised and scattered.
Surviving and sustaining a bitter strife,
feelings and hopes forever battleled.
My smile is under fire,
my strength a dying light.
Despair is reaching higher
it seems I'm losing the fight.
He wants to kill my spirit,
let it rot and go to waste.
I hope he won' t succeed at it
cause life would have a bitter taste.
emotions bruised and scattered.
Surviving and sustaining a bitter strife,
feelings and hopes forever battleled.
My smile is under fire,
my strength a dying light.
Despair is reaching higher
it seems I'm losing the fight.
He wants to kill my spirit,
let it rot and go to waste.
I hope he won' t succeed at it
cause life would have a bitter taste.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| *~ Mzz MpL ~*: | Vrijdag, december 27, 2002 21:58 |
| I'm hoping with you.. Do you best..!!! |
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| maks: | Donderdag, december 26, 2002 10:03 |
| Yo, stand up girl,look'em in the eye; he can take your body down, but never your spirit, be a fighter like 'The Boxer' (Simon&Garfunkel)...never give up | |
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| Auteur: Karen Verhaegen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 december 2002 | ||
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