my desire
When my heart first began to beat,
when i took my first breath
and even when i first opened my eyes.
the sadness came alive...
But with its first lullaby it took a long deep sleep.
The sadness was still there,
and when is opened its eyes after many years,
the pain was there to be heard.
the screaming voice of a tender feeling
is now growing to a hughe desire
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Zondag, augustus 17, 2003 15:04 |
| Wooow! Sounds painfull! Goe gedaan! Mooi gedicht! Good luck! | |
| Roseblood: | Maandag, februari 24, 2003 21:44 |
| heey..mooi gedicht...heel goed geschreven...ik kreeg er kippevel van!geweldig..ga zo door..liefs Femke | |
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| Auteur: Bloody-Tears | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Robski | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 februari 2003 | ||
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