The woods where cold and dark
but at the end of the path
was a sign of brightness
I followed the light
and there it was...
a shop, full with tickets
The lady in black
only wanted to sell me a blank ticket
She said to me that with that ticket
I shall be taken to the place where I belong
I bought it from her
and at the entrance I gave my ticket
to another black lady
.....
Before I knew a white lady
grapped my hand
And I realised that I bought
a ticket to heaven
Hans Kilian: | Zaterdag, juli 23, 2005 11:26 |
Zou het misschien ook in het Nederlands kunnen? | |
Luuk: | Donderdag, februari 26, 2004 02:14 |
Ofcourse you belong in heaven, but not yet at your age :) We all buy blank tickets every day, because you don't know the future and never exactly know where everyone is going to. xxx Luuk |
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Auteur: ~*Idril*~ | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 26 februari 2004 | ||
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