the creature
Why do I do it, what is inside?
Tell me, why in shadows I hide.
Slowly it's crawling over my back.
It feels like my whole world is turning black.
It crawls from my back, right to my heart.
Slowly my body is falling apart.
I first lived my life just the way that I've had,
but now it takes over and lives it instead.
It comes in with dark clouds,
and takes over your brain.
He leaves you, filled with darkness and
alone with the pain.
It's some sort of creature.
He won't ever let me free.
He feeds himself with sadness,
That's the dark site of me....
Tell me, why in shadows I hide.
Slowly it's crawling over my back.
It feels like my whole world is turning black.
It crawls from my back, right to my heart.
Slowly my body is falling apart.
I first lived my life just the way that I've had,
but now it takes over and lives it instead.
It comes in with dark clouds,
and takes over your brain.
He leaves you, filled with darkness and
alone with the pain.
It's some sort of creature.
He won't ever let me free.
He feeds himself with sadness,
That's the dark site of me....
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Black Feather: | Zaterdag, mei 31, 2003 19:57 |
| Mooi meiss! Iedereen heeft zijn eigen donkere en lichte kanten... Maar ik sie liever jou lichte kant, alhoewel dat donkere ook mooi is aan je ;o) maar niet wanneer t jou auw doet:o( Dag liefie! KUS! Black Feather |
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| promise: | Zaterdag, mei 31, 2003 19:29 |
| mooi ... ... ik word er helemaal stil van ... xxx |
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| Auteur: faith the darkest | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 31 mei 2003 | ||
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