Away from him
I feel his breath in my neck.
I feel his hands on my shoulders.
But when I turn around, there’s nothing.
Only the wind with his soft breeze.
He isn’t here.
But then, I see that little girl.
Please, please go away.
He always locked the door.
I didn’t knew why but now I know.
He let me be who I am now.
I don’t want to be who I am.
I wanna be different.
I wanna be the same as the others.
I just don’t want to be used.
But it’s to late for that.
So, I’ve to change by myself.
I’m going. I’ll go away from him.
Away from him. Soon or late, others will know what he did.
He doesn't belong here.
Others belong here but not him.
No, not him. He belongs in prison...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Fading Away: | Zondag, juli 04, 2004 15:14 |
| 'Houden van lang geleden kapot gemaakt'.. Lieve Nele, als tranen nu spreken konden, zou het zoveel makkelijker zijn.. Het spijt me zo. |
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| Fading Away: | Dinsdag, juni 08, 2004 20:32 |
| * Silence * This one is so touching to me, I never read this one of you before.. My girl, it's so damn hard.. I know =( I understand you in every way, you can always talk with me, I'll be there when you need me.. Warm wishes, Vicky |
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| Auteur: aghikenea | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 mei 2004 | ||
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