Disrelief
I don’t know why
I should rely
on the day I’d die
When this life is already ending
and defending
to secure some dismal landing
In the seconds I’ve counted
everything seemed so much more
and yet the nothing I’ve founded
is exactly the same as before
Could it be
that this life is something else
than our emotion tells
us to see?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| BloodElf: | Dinsdag, juni 22, 2004 18:35 |
| Who Knows? Life is Life.... It's what you make of it I guess =) Nothingness is always something... |
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| Auteur: Marble | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 juni 2004 | ||
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