Running....
I am running,
faster and faster,
leaving you behind,
I have never run this fast,
But now I'm leaving my past.
I am running,
screaming while I do,
I won't even miss you,
I just run you past,
No, I've never run this fast.
Why am I running,
why don't I want you by my side,
It's not that i'm trying to hide.
Why does it feels so damn good,
And makes all this running me in the mood?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Tuimelaar: | Zondag, oktober 30, 2005 20:28 |
| je schrijft wel graag engels. hou ik van. i love english; it's my favourite language | |
| Tuimelaar: | Zondag, oktober 30, 2005 20:28 |
| je schrijft wel graag engels. hou ik van. i love english; it's my favourite language | |
| The unreachable: | Zondag, mei 02, 2004 11:01 |
| Nice nice...Do what you think is best, A! Running can be confusing, but sooner or later you will run into someone else..Take Care! | |
| Es: | Donderdag, april 29, 2004 13:10 |
| Lekker krachtig!!! Gooi de trossen maar los!!! XXX Es |
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| de nifter: | Donderdag, april 29, 2004 07:46 |
| hmmmm.... gedicht over een sterke vrouw? het lijkt er alleszins op | |
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| Auteur: April | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 april 2004 | ||
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