underneath my conscience
Looks like something’s soothing my soul
I wish to surrender
To the softly comfort of not knowing
But I’m just a fool
Being subdued
By a virus
Penetrating my sadness
Making it actually worse
Leading me to perdition
I’m sleeping
Underneath my conscience
While I’m awake
I wish to surrender
To the softly comfort of not knowing
But I’m just a fool
Being subdued
By a virus
Penetrating my sadness
Making it actually worse
Leading me to perdition
I’m sleeping
Underneath my conscience
While I’m awake
Reacties op dit gedicht
| diepdenker: | Zondag, juni 15, 2003 10:13 |
| shall I make you arise by singing a song it won't make things better but maybe my notes and confiscated tones will reach a higher level than your sleep and make you smile awake and open |
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| DrieGeetjes: | Zaterdag, juni 14, 2003 23:19 |
| Genoten, Amber. Verwarring goed verwoord in mijn gedachte. *smile!* ;o)x |
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| Auteur: shadowboxer | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: bevertje | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 juni 2003 | ||
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