i don't want to know
I don't want to know what pain is
I don't want to know how it feels
I don't want to know what a fight is
I don't want to know how it sounds
I don't want to know what a tear is
I don't want to know how it taste
I don't want to know what a war is
I don't want to know how it seems
i don't want to know what a bomb is
i don't want to know how it smells
i don't want to know what pain is
i don't want to know how it feels
I don't want to know how it feels
I don't want to know what a fight is
I don't want to know how it sounds
I don't want to know what a tear is
I don't want to know how it taste
I don't want to know what a war is
I don't want to know how it seems
i don't want to know what a bomb is
i don't want to know how it smells
i don't want to know what pain is
i don't want to know how it feels
Reacties op dit gedicht
| sweety538: | Zaterdag, december 28, 2002 17:23 |
| and toch kom je met sommige rot dingen in aanmerking.. misschien is het toch goed om te voelen, zodat je weet dat dit niet is wat je wilt en geen goed gevoel is, zodat je kunt doorvechten om weer dat goeie gevoel te krijgen!! |
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| Auteur: WW | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 december 2002 | ||
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