white line junkie
White line junkie
Sucking on snow
Pale little girl
With nowhere to go
The autumn is passing
The summer is near
Asking with wonder
How long you'll be here
In winter the Snowqueen
Will suck out your breath
As you insert the needle
That gives you to death
The morning comes swiftly
In body-bag-black
Too late to realise
There's no turning back
Sucking on snow
Pale little girl
With nowhere to go
The autumn is passing
The summer is near
Asking with wonder
How long you'll be here
In winter the Snowqueen
Will suck out your breath
As you insert the needle
That gives you to death
The morning comes swiftly
In body-bag-black
Too late to realise
There's no turning back
Reacties op dit gedicht
| oktober: | Dinsdag, oktober 25, 2005 15:42 |
| Dit is niet je eigen werk. Je eigen naam zetten onder andermans werk heet plagiaat. De originele titel was trouwens 'snowqueen' |
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| oktober: | Dinsdag, oktober 25, 2005 15:41 |
| Dit heb je trouwens NIET zelf geschreven. Je eigen naam zetten onder andermans werk heet plagiaat. | |
| Tim Mooij: | Zondag, mei 09, 2004 17:42 |
| sorry, just reading some of your stuff, you write great poetry :) try to see the better side of life and write such a great poem about that, please? :) *peaches and cream* |
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| Phoweyk: | Zondag, maart 28, 2004 17:17 |
| ja inderdaad, heel goed.. duidelijk en sterk. ~! |
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| ~Reality~: | Zondag, maart 28, 2004 15:59 |
| *frozen silence* Super geschreven.. Liefs |
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| Auteur: Doom | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 maart 2004 | ||
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