This innocent thing, called love
it seems so harmless
so innocent, so guiltless
it's above suspicion..
experience it
would make you love it
you would stay awake to feel it again
and after a while you can't live without it
people would say it's the most beautifull thing on earth
with more value than every diamond you will find on this planet
they would say it will light up your life, even more than the sun does
if this is true,
then please tell me..
why does this thing,
called love,
can hurt me oh so bad..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Esmée: | Zaterdag, september 18, 2004 00:00 |
| :D:D glitter!!! xxxx Es |
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| *~~~GlitterGirly~~~*: | Vrijdag, september 17, 2004 23:59 |
| aah net mijn vraag: if love is so nice tell me why it hurts so bad.. koppiej op he knuffff |
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| Auteur: ~Esmée~ | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 september 2004 | ||
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