The scars in my heart.
In every dream I dream
I see visions of you.
I dream of you because you
made all my dreams come true.
You fell in love with me
and you set my heart free.
Love made me blind and now
I can't get you out of my mind.
I gave you my tender heart to hold,
and you cherished it with your heart of gold.
Our love grew so strong,
but now you think it's all so wrong.
Your heart of gold
turned into ice, so cold.
And all we had you just let go,
your love vanished like melting snow.
The scars in my heart run so deep,
that now forever I will weep.
What happened to this dream?
For I´ve always treated you like a queen...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| fiona: | Zaterdag, april 05, 2003 19:39 |
| hmm... balen... het is een onwijs mooi gedicht, alleen sterkte met eehhh ja je leventje weer opbouwen? | |
| Black Feather: | Zaterdag, april 05, 2003 14:52 |
| Kop op! Je liefde verliezen is nóóít leuk, maar je komt er wel weer uit! Op ieder potje past n dekseltje toch!? Liefs en sterkte! |
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| Auteur: Frans07 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 april 2003 | ||
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