I can't
I sit here,
In a bush,
In the park,
My knees pulled up,
My head between my hands,
My knife in front of me,
On the grass,
In a bush,
In the park,
I made up my mind,
I wanted to do it,
But I can’t....
In a bush,
In the park,
My knees pulled up,
My head between my hands,
My knife in front of me,
On the grass,
In a bush,
In the park,
I made up my mind,
I wanted to do it,
But I can’t....
Reacties op dit gedicht
| [zwarte engel]: | Zaterdag, juli 12, 2008 22:16 |
| *steekt hand uit* Hallo.. mag ik je oprapen? |
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| Jimmys pearl: | Maandag, januari 19, 2004 22:45 |
| Maar goed ook.. Ik zou dat echt niet willen, hoor :s Maar je gedicht is echt kei mooi :) |
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| Auteur: twotoe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 januari 2004 | ||
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