The Death
The Death
You don't know how
You don't know when
You don’t know where
You don’t know why
But if it's time
It's all getting clear
The death takes your life
And you're no longer here
Maybe it hurts
Maybe a lot
Maybe a little
Or maybe not
Don't try to hide
The death always find
Wherever you are
He is always behind
Stop crying
Hold your tears
Live your life
Let go of the fears
Don't be afraid
Everyone is going to die
That's a part being
So stop asking how, when, where and why
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Butterfly_20v: | Woensdag, oktober 20, 2004 20:47 |
| Sterke woorden... | |
| BloodElf: | Donderdag, oktober 07, 2004 20:55 |
| Death won't find you when you're hiding behing life! | |
| Godsend: | Donderdag, oktober 07, 2004 19:46 |
| p.s. why do you we have to stop asking, screaming, praying for the truth who'll come one time? | |
| Godsend: | Donderdag, oktober 07, 2004 19:37 |
| lees mijn gedicht ff (de hel aanwezig) | |
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| Auteur: Disgusting Beauty | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: artemis | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 oktober 2004 | ||
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