hidden tears
rich she is,
with all her diamonds,
many clothes
and brand new cars,
people think,
they don't see,
how her parents are.
mummy died,
dad's new love-life,
granny's crying,
her sister lies,
all so busy
with their own lifes
no-one there
to see her die
with all her diamonds,
many clothes
and brand new cars,
people think,
they don't see,
how her parents are.
mummy died,
dad's new love-life,
granny's crying,
her sister lies,
all so busy
with their own lifes
no-one there
to see her die
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Marije Lagendijk: | Zaterdag, oktober 18, 2003 17:50 |
| Hey Meissie, Het is een mooi gedicht, maar ik word er in en in triest van.... Liefs, Marije |
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| Aibell: | Vrijdag, oktober 17, 2003 23:08 |
| Zo'n triestig gedicht...*pinkt traantje weg* Liefs, Aibell |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 17 oktober 2003 | ||
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