Prisoner of my own fantasy
Prisoner of my own fantasy
Over the hills and far away
Lies the kingdoms land
Where the night is the day
And the rock is sand
When I came there
It wasnt very nice
But I could only feel cold hope and dispear
And broken lies
The more I think
The father I walk
The more I begin the sink
The less I begin to talk
The King came to me
And took my hand
And he said to me
We are fading away in this land
I started to realise this wasnt real
It was me who has turn the land into ice
And the one who didnt feel
Snowhite and Thornrose
walking hand in hand
To a broken door
That leads to another land
Jack Sparrow and Merlin
They took there sword
And said to me to go away
Or you be death tomorrow
Kang and Roe
Where jumping a way
Tiger and Winnie the pooh
They didnt say
Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy
Where either scared
And said that everything will be destroyt
and Nothing will be left
I couldnt go through that door
Because it was all my foult
I was left in this land with my sorrow
And with my heart ice cold
The more I walkt there
The more it became black
The trees where burnt and sad
All over the frozen land
I wanted to go out this land
But there is no escape
I started to realise that it was me
Prisoner of my own fantasy
Over the hills and far away
Lies the kingdoms land
Where the night is the day
And the rock is sand
When I came there
It wasnt very nice
But I could only feel cold hope and dispear
And broken lies
The more I think
The father I walk
The more I begin the sink
The less I begin to talk
The King came to me
And took my hand
And he said to me
We are fading away in this land
I started to realise this wasnt real
It was me who has turn the land into ice
And the one who didnt feel
Snowhite and Thornrose
walking hand in hand
To a broken door
That leads to another land
Jack Sparrow and Merlin
They took there sword
And said to me to go away
Or you be death tomorrow
Kang and Roe
Where jumping a way
Tiger and Winnie the pooh
They didnt say
Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy
Where either scared
And said that everything will be destroyt
and Nothing will be left
I couldnt go through that door
Because it was all my foult
I was left in this land with my sorrow
And with my heart ice cold
The more I walkt there
The more it became black
The trees where burnt and sad
All over the frozen land
I wanted to go out this land
But there is no escape
I started to realise that it was me
Prisoner of my own fantasy
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Bless The Goth: | Vrijdag, juni 25, 2004 13:45 |
| is zo mpoi :'-(, morgen fozo doe ik verder :-p.... want stefanie staat hier sebiet ;-) leifs, leen |
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| gothicangel: | Vrijdag, april 30, 2004 17:07 |
| *stilte* je hebt zo juist mijn hart geraakt |
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| dropje: | Zondag, april 11, 2004 12:22 |
| FOEI! mag geen sinnuh van NightWish jattuh:P | |
| Lost_Angel: | Zondag, april 11, 2004 11:36 |
| Wauw...this is good! But I'd much rather like to see you in happy fantasies, dancing and laughing and playing and stuff.. I grabbed some love and made some kisses It's for a present for you from me And after I was done and ready I came to give you this brand new key This will open the door of your prison Now, you can be free Don't let your fantasy haunt you down Happy is what you should be! Hugs and Love, |
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| dropje: | Zondag, april 11, 2004 09:58 |
| Hey daantjuh.. K wist nie dat jij je gedichtu hier dumptu..HAG JE EERDER MOETUH SEGGUH...se zijn egt allemaal even mooi.. -x- Monkey |
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| BloodElf: | Zaterdag, april 10, 2004 19:32 |
| I like this so much Only the feelings that are a part of it are hurting =( Love, |
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| The unreachable: | Zaterdag, april 10, 2004 13:24 |
| Ohja..wel jammer dat je fantasie een beetje duister is, you should change that! ;) | |
| The unreachable: | Zaterdag, april 10, 2004 13:23 |
| Toen ik het begin van het gedacht las, dacht ik: iedereen zal door die deur wandelen, en jij zal er niet door kunnen, en jij zal voor eeuwig achterblijven in dat donkere land...Maar toen op het einde werd alles duidelijk, toen begreep ik plots wat Harry Potter en Jack Sparrow in je gedicht kwamen te doen...Je zat gewoon gevangen in je fantasie!! Wauw..t'is echt zo'n verassend einde..ik zag het in ieder geval niet aankomen..het stond wel in de titel, maar daar denk ik meestal niet zoveel over na. | |
| Níka: | Zaterdag, april 10, 2004 13:15 |
| Yet, there's an escape. Always. Love, |
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| Auteur: DarkSinner | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 10 april 2004 | ||
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