The Wall
The Wall
behind the wall you never noticed
where you never looked behind
you'll see the little child
which I've never wanted to be
and never was
something I never left behind
and probably never will
will you ever be able to see that
will you ever know that part of me
even if I drop my wall
will you
can you
will I ever let you
will I ever let someone
Will someone ever know that part of me
do I even know that part of me
behind the wall you never noticed
where you never looked behind
you'll see the little child
which I've never wanted to be
and never was
something I never left behind
and probably never will
will you ever be able to see that
will you ever know that part of me
even if I drop my wall
will you
can you
will I ever let you
will I ever let someone
Will someone ever know that part of me
do I even know that part of me
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Anne de Jong | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: klitty | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 april 2003 | ||
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