beauty's cliche's
I'm in the place where
all cliche's of beauty find their origin
A rose in my heart
the sting of pure joy
tearing away the curtains of sadness
to reveal my hearts content
inside
the joy underneath, lust for life's treasures
in the garden of peace in my inner core
the trees there grow on my blood
my veins are full of their life
so much that
it wounds my heart with
stabs of joy, leaving it
bleeding red drops
of happyness
a new found energy flowing like lightning
bring life on
I'll live it with a smile
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Fading Away: | Maandag, juni 21, 2004 17:04 |
| "I'll live with a smile" Wow.. strong =) Liefs, F.A. |
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| Green Tea: | Maandag, juni 21, 2004 14:07 |
| Mooi a real beauty! Liefs , |
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| Es: | Maandag, juni 21, 2004 12:16 |
| Wohw! Dan schieten de cliche's eigenlijk bijna te kort... En zo is het leven weer mooi! XXX Es |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Cypher-punks | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 juni 2004 | ||
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