Mystirical Death
eyes
locked in fear
with a dark embrace
the bitter cold wind
freaze the tears that fall
hands held in grace
as we take the final stap
Mysterious touch
Death is breathing
he takes me to his kingdom
shows me the reason
that I died for.
the blood has spilled
the tears cried out
the reaper was calling
the sins shouted out.
like a rose
in her frozen stage
I'm standing there
dark arms embraced
I spilled it
the sweet red taste of mine
but don't worry
I just feel fine...
locked in fear
with a dark embrace
the bitter cold wind
freaze the tears that fall
hands held in grace
as we take the final stap
Mysterious touch
Death is breathing
he takes me to his kingdom
shows me the reason
that I died for.
the blood has spilled
the tears cried out
the reaper was calling
the sins shouted out.
like a rose
in her frozen stage
I'm standing there
dark arms embraced
I spilled it
the sweet red taste of mine
but don't worry
I just feel fine...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| gothicangel: | Maandag, december 06, 2004 14:23 |
| begin de dag met een dansje begin de dag met een lag want die vrolijkheid in de morgen die lacht de hele dag ja die lacht de hele dag houd van jou mijn lieve leentje kan toch niet zonder jou |
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| traankoe: | Zaterdag, oktober 30, 2004 14:37 |
mooi... je mag me nooit verlaten!! Kus Iza |
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| DarkSinner: | Maandag, oktober 25, 2004 21:01 |
| jaja...dat zeggen ze allemaal, dat ze zich goed voelen;):D no just kinding... prachtig geschreven meid. Go on like that... maaarre ... Dont give up.. kan altijd komen, ben er altijd voor je. Dikkuh xus |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Morbidden Flower | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 oktober 2004 | ||
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