my goal
A demon whit eyes like fire
A demon whit a touch full of deathly desire
A demon that kisses the sun away
Bring him to me today
Like this I can ask my question
And he will bring me my goal
But there is a prise to pay
So I will sell my soul
A demon whit a touch full of deathly desire
A demon that kisses the sun away
Bring him to me today
Like this I can ask my question
And he will bring me my goal
But there is a prise to pay
So I will sell my soul
Reacties op dit gedicht
| meisjuh: | Donderdag, januari 08, 2004 23:36 |
| prachtig geschreven maar geef mij toch maard e zonneschijn en het geluk.. das toch veel mooieR?? liefs pricilla |
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| Auteur: mysterie | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 08 januari 2004 | ||
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