The words
The words "I love you"
My soul is murdered
my heart is hurt bad
All hope is gone
and dreams are dead
You were the last one
who could comfort my fears
You let me believe again
and kissed away my tears
Because these words were
from your heart, I thought
I followed my intuition
and only pain it brought
You still have to learn a lot
about a simple thing that hurts
For example;
the words “I love you”
aren’t just words
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Wicked Soul: | Zondag, juli 18, 2004 22:06 |
| Geen reactie? Impossible. Hoe doe je dat toch? Dit is al het derde prachtgedicht op rij. Zo eerlijk, zo diep. Echt heel mooi. |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Manja Moraal | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 juli 2004 | ||
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