My nightmare
My nightmare
In the shades of the night
He appeard on his horse
Seated in the sadle of love
Howling in the wind
It frightend me
And as his dark appearance
Grew dark and cold above me
I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder
As I was hit by one of his arrows
In my blindlessness i hadn’t see
The gracious movements
Of this devil’s angel
Seated in the sadle of love
And as I rose my frozen hands
To touch your plaque
To make it mine too
You vanished into dust
Your dark eyes filled me with terror
As you galloped straight at me
Closer
Closer
Closer
THROUGH ME
I had found my death
In the embrace of
A devil’s angle
Seated in the sadle of love
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: jorinde | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: klitty | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 januari 2004 | ||
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