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Like a shake whit the devils hand.
Getting prepared for the ride of your life.
Go for a jump that never might end.
Swim under water for an incredible dive.
You’re whole body is a river filth whit energy.
An emotional bomb exploding in your brain.
A feeling so completely free.
Out of control totally insane.
Riding the wind like a butterfly.
Weightless walk across the moon.
Fighting like a bird high in the sky.
Secretly knowing this feeling will be gone soon.
Waking up after a destroying fire.
The only thing left is this intense feeling of desire.
Getting prepared for the ride of your life.
Go for a jump that never might end.
Swim under water for an incredible dive.
You’re whole body is a river filth whit energy.
An emotional bomb exploding in your brain.
A feeling so completely free.
Out of control totally insane.
Riding the wind like a butterfly.
Weightless walk across the moon.
Fighting like a bird high in the sky.
Secretly knowing this feeling will be gone soon.
Waking up after a destroying fire.
The only thing left is this intense feeling of desire.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| M_ariss: | Zondag, november 26, 2006 09:00 |
| Wouw, je beschrijft het gewoon precies zo! | |
| M_ariss: | Zondag, november 26, 2006 09:00 |
| Wouw, je beschrijft het gewoon precies zo! | |
| dotje: | Vrijdag, mei 30, 2003 14:55 |
| spijtig genoeg blijf je over met het verlangen ernaar gevoel maar moet zeggen dat dit wel prachtig geschreven heb groeten dotje |
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| Auteur: knisnem | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: bevertje | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 mei 2003 | ||
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