Dance on my grave
I know you're afraid
for the shame you can't deny
And of course this words
are gonna make you shy
But now you look upset
I don't know what to say
So I close my eyes
and start my mumbling pray
Why can't you understand it,
or feel what I want you to feel?
Open your heart and listen to me
this is no joke, this is really real
When I'm dead and my body is burried
and you can't find one left heartbeat
then just stop to crave
and dance on my grave
for the shame you can't deny
And of course this words
are gonna make you shy
But now you look upset
I don't know what to say
So I close my eyes
and start my mumbling pray
Why can't you understand it,
or feel what I want you to feel?
Open your heart and listen to me
this is no joke, this is really real
When I'm dead and my body is burried
and you can't find one left heartbeat
then just stop to crave
and dance on my grave
Reacties op dit gedicht
| irina: | Woensdag, april 10, 2002 22:18 |
| Hey, ik hier weer. Wou even zeggen dat je heel mooie gedichtjes schrijft. Dit hier vind ik een heel mooie. |
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| Auteur: marielle | 
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