- Keys of hell -
Keys of hell
I have already in my hands
I play with it,
turn it around and round
and round
Laughing at all the bad jokes
ever made
Smiling at people crabbling from pain
(with chips and cola in my hand)
Staring out of the window,
celebrating the gifts of the dark
side in me
My face like ice,
my heart like stone,
I'm breathing fire
Hear demons joking,
laughing, screaming
they want more...of me
Look at the keys in my hand
and remember a better life
- I decided -
I throw my keys far,
far away...
There's a better way
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Godsend | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 november 2004 | ||
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