Haunted
Haunted
Things aren’t the way they where before
Something is haunting her and she can’t take it no more
All her friends ask why she can’t sleep at night
All her family ask if she’s alright
They where to blind and didn’t recognize
The pain help inside her bleeding eyes
She won’t let it taking over her and she wants to depart this life
All she wants is to get rite of this hell and look’s for a knife
Because she’s to week to run away and can’t hide
She can’t take the pain and tries to commit suicide
A lifeless body lying on the floor
A soul that can’t be hurt no more
Things aren’t the way they where before
Something is haunting her and she can’t take it no more
All her friends ask why she can’t sleep at night
All her family ask if she’s alright
They where to blind and didn’t recognize
The pain help inside her bleeding eyes
She won’t let it taking over her and she wants to depart this life
All she wants is to get rite of this hell and look’s for a knife
Because she’s to week to run away and can’t hide
She can’t take the pain and tries to commit suicide
A lifeless body lying on the floor
A soul that can’t be hurt no more
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Vrijdag, augustus 13, 2004 11:58 |
| A lost soul?..sounds painfull..pls hold on, life is worth fighting for! | |
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| Auteur: Lost Souls | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: cartooneke | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 augustus 2004 | ||
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