Burning Life..
Burning life..
Staring in the fire..
at hte fireplace..
to see my life burning away..
just there in front of me..
every flame goes up..
just like my life fades away..
a new piece ofwood was thrown in..
just like new people came into my life..
but when the wood was burned out..
those people are out of my life again..
just when they started to mean a lot to me..
you can throw new wood on the fire...
but it won't bring back the wood which already was burned out..
written by myself
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Nijnepijn: | Vrijdag, juli 09, 2004 22:54 |
| kippuhvel.. | |
| BloodElf: | Donderdag, maart 11, 2004 16:17 |
| Waaaaauuuuwww!! Liefs, =) |
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| The unreachable: | Dinsdag, maart 09, 2004 23:26 |
| Geweldig | |
| Thuringwethil : | Maandag, maart 08, 2004 22:39 |
| nice poem.. I like it :D | |
| De Verloren Messias: | Maandag, maart 08, 2004 17:12 |
| I'll throw in some extra wood;) groetjes arne |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Liene... | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 maart 2004 | ||
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