black fedder
An angel with pain
spred her wings
black of vain
she think things
With her head hanged down
looking to the ground
she shed a tear
hatred camed near
swinged her head back
blue turned into red
yelling from pain
she wished everyone death
by that wish
she cast a spell
a spell of death
a spell of hell
everything died every bush and tree
for the 100th time
she wanted to be free
afraid
I wake up
crying with pain
take my soul to blame
looking down
on my bed
find a black fedder
guesse how many tears I shed..
spred her wings
black of vain
she think things
With her head hanged down
looking to the ground
she shed a tear
hatred camed near
swinged her head back
blue turned into red
yelling from pain
she wished everyone death
by that wish
she cast a spell
a spell of death
a spell of hell
everything died every bush and tree
for the 100th time
she wanted to be free
afraid
I wake up
crying with pain
take my soul to blame
looking down
on my bed
find a black fedder
guesse how many tears I shed..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| gothicangel: | Maandag, december 06, 2004 14:33 |
| stilte..... wauw ongelovelijk echt heel erg mooi liefs |
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| The unreachable: | Zondag, augustus 15, 2004 10:19 |
| A hundred tears? Nice poem, great story..Nice work | |
| Wicked Soul: | Vrijdag, augustus 13, 2004 21:31 |
| Mooi | |
| Dark Sinner : | Vrijdag, augustus 13, 2004 17:00 |
| Beautifull poem... Go on like that... xus |
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| petra kolk: | Vrijdag, augustus 13, 2004 14:01 |
| dit gedicht is echt heel mooi... gewoon geen woorden voor. zo mooi. ge zo door!!!! kus lordin | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Morbidden Flower | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 augustus 2004 | ||
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