'' Make Love, Not War ''
'' Make Love, Not War ''
It ain’t just the missing pictures on the wall
It’s not your tender voice I’m waiting for
But every fragment love disappears in nothing
And I can’t stand it, you won’t be here at all
That I’m walking through the rain alone
Makes everything a little more complete
When my eyes keep on reading: ‘’Make love, not war’’
I feel you’re gone and my heart turns back in stone
When I let people hurt me, I was already planning to
One slap in my face, is the same like ten others more
Only the difference is, that I was your theatrical company
I'm a fool...
But my eyes were to blind to see, because I was in love with you
27-11-’03
Reacties op dit gedicht
| de nifter: | Vrijdag, november 28, 2003 09:28 |
| fool? nee vast niet... | |
| sunset: | Vrijdag, november 28, 2003 09:21 |
| Liefde maakt blind :=(, maar ... ook gelukkig, gek, blij ... Heel mooi verwoord. Liefs / sunset |
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| greet1002: | Donderdag, november 27, 2003 19:53 |
| Dat gebeurt... Erg mooi gedicht Liefs Greet |
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| xavion: | Donderdag, november 27, 2003 19:36 |
| Mooie lieverd! Liefs+Smaksel ;) |
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| Oorlam: | Donderdag, november 27, 2003 19:12 |
| yeah mm acute loveblindness.. aaaai! |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Ninandra | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: klitty | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 november 2003 | ||
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