Quest
I've been searching for the meaning of live.
Something that makes it all worthwhile.
A reason for my being here,
a reason for my pain and fear.
I've been through hell and back.
I've felt all sorts of pain.
I've stumbled and fall,
but never find the meaning of this all.
And at the end of this road,
at the end of my quest,
I will surrender and lay down my head.
Let somebody else take my share instead
Reacties op dit gedicht
| |~Scatterbrain~|: | Vrijdag, april 09, 2004 20:22 |
| hey there will be no surrendering as long as I am here, begrepe, ha kzouet zo denke verdomme is mooi groetjes arne |
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| Dark Sinner : | Vrijdag, april 09, 2004 17:49 |
| Inderdaad unreachable.. Om hoog met dat hoofdje, niet naar beneden! Je kan het. p.s. Nice poem! xus |
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| The unreachable: | Vrijdag, april 09, 2004 16:58 |
| Koppie op! Hoofdje omhoog! Niet neerleggen! Omhoog ermee! :p | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Doom | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 april 2004 | ||
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