The rain
the rain seems to drain
all the dirt from the abandoned streets of
the town I see below my appearence
The rain lies like a foggy veil
over the space between me and everything I see
I see, I see rain but
the rain itself is concealed
Just it's work, all empty streets
where you'll
find a hero in the gutter
because that's where most real heroes do end up
in the gutter, in the rain
*cowards live because they are clever,
heroes die and live forever*
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Donderdag, juli 01, 2004 13:52 |
| I agree.. | |
| Es: | Donderdag, juni 10, 2004 14:23 |
| En, is het leven nog steeds mooi?? ;-) XXX Es |
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| Jroen: | Woensdag, juni 09, 2004 15:55 |
| dude is die zin tusse die sterries ook van jou of n citaat?? zo 1: consider me a big fan! zo 2: consider me a big fan of someone else:D | |
| Oorlam: | Woensdag, juni 09, 2004 14:22 |
| hahaha ja ten dele wel, en HET gaat inderdaad regenen vanmiddag WOEW! | |
| MayadeBij: | Woensdag, juni 09, 2004 14:19 |
| Helemaal mee eens. | |
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| Auteur: Cypher-punks | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 juni 2004 | ||
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