Raiding places of injustice
- Searching for places to hide my feelings
Erupting on terror, I just need one stare
- Oversee my spiritual within
Breaking down wrongdoers with just one glare
- Unravel my true nature, guard myself against sin
Erase demolish and destroy all that is unfair
- Loving and being loyal are my start my begin
Living a life fuelled by strife
Now you know the real title ...
A Soul-Rebel or a Rebel-Soul ...
Its a strange life its conflicting. It is inflicting damage to one self.
Because of the difference in nature.
The strong need for answers in both ways but getting different answers from either side.
There is no space for compromise.
So I hope you see the desperate look in my eyes.
I hope you know what my dilemma is.
I hope you hear the pain in my voice.
I hope you visualize what I in my mind dramatize.
I hope you realize my heart knows no lies.
Please understand me.
Written by : P. Pieters aka Soul-Rebel aka Cappy aka Refugee
| Zowi: | Vrijdag, april 09, 2004 11:26 |
| mooi! | |
| Green Tea: | Donderdag, april 08, 2004 15:58 |
| ...ben er stil van... No space for compromise...dat lijkt mij moeilijk en zwaar... Knap geschreven , sterkte! Liefs , |
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| The unreachable: | Donderdag, april 08, 2004 13:56 |
| Great! | |
| FrozenScar: | Donderdag, april 08, 2004 11:28 |
| Poeh he ;) Zwaar gedicht | |
| Dark Sinner : | Donderdag, april 08, 2004 11:01 |
| Mooooooi!!!! xus |
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