Tables Turned
No time to send the word
You’ve tried to kill it
But it won't ever die
Every second stayed unheard
Yet you tasted every minute
When these helpless hours went by
Sorry that I suffocated
I apologize for my death
But it where your words that created
My pathetic final breath
The dream shall remain
And the hope shall always shine
Bitter love shall leave a stain
Buried in lifeless wine
Everything is changing
Every path takes the lead
All thoughts keep ranging
Not knowing where to meet
I suppose this could be the end
But it’s yours to make
It’s up to you to take the next bend
And see if my heart will break
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Maandag, juni 28, 2004 17:36 |
| Very nice... | |
| Dark Sinner : | Zondag, juni 27, 2004 21:11 |
| Wauw...sad but very Beautifull!! Sterkte Much Love |
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| life~in~every~breath~: | Zondag, juni 27, 2004 20:57 |
| *ogen rollen uit kas* prachtig gedicht! veel liefs |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Lucius | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 juni 2004 | ||
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