shadow
walking through the dark
the moon gives me light
just enough to see
a dark man is following me
I can't hear his steps
can't hear him breath
like a sprit
he's running after me
What does he want to do?
what does he want to say?
is it just me?
because he's there every day
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Dinsdag, augustus 19, 2003 11:07 |
| Coooooool! Mooi geschreven! Echt waar! Congrats!! Being affraid is nothing to be ashamed of...Take Care! | |
| herfstkind: | Zondag, maart 30, 2003 12:00 |
| angst is iets dat we zelf scheppen, je kan handig zonder leven.. zoals gunther al zei... fase him! liefs |
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| gunther vandenberghe: | Zondag, maart 30, 2003 11:53 |
| Fase him !! groetjes |
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