Wounded
WOUNDED
I've lead a life in a porcelain shell
Thought I was safe, far away from this hell
Then my life changed and the cracks appeared
My shelter broke and the sharves cut my flesh
Now I am wounded
And injured by delay
I feel so helpless
I'm drifting away
Reacties op dit gedicht
| stairway 2 heaven: | Zaterdag, september 04, 2004 18:26 |
| mooi geschreven idd... xxx |
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| Further-Away: | Zaterdag, september 04, 2004 17:12 |
| *Slik* Mooi geschreven hoor.. Liefs, |
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| Auteur: *dark eyes* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 september 2004 | ||
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