Shattered dreams
My tears fall
like watercolours on canvas
Washing blues, greens, and browns
down my face
A winter landscape
across my cheeks, nose,
lips, and chin
It wasn't until you left
that I became the painter
I always wanted to be
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Fading Away: | Maandag, juli 12, 2004 17:58 |
| This is great.. | |
| The unreachable: | Maandag, juli 12, 2004 17:29 |
| Beautifull...echt zeer goe gevonde! | |
| FrozenScar: | Maandag, juli 12, 2004 16:45 |
| *gets a colour* Whoesj.... life's nice =) |
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| Nooitgeweest: | Maandag, juli 12, 2004 13:00 |
| Mooi geschreven... Kusj, |
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| -Ik-: | Maandag, juli 12, 2004 12:55 |
| Gaaf gedicht!! | |
| Melodramatically: | Maandag, juli 12, 2004 12:47 |
| Keep on painting ;) Liefs, Melodramatically |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Doom | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 juli 2004 | ||
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