*new year*
The beginning of a new year,
Is almost near,
The top of the hill,
Is so down in my life,
It is the end of this period,
Felled by idiots,
So now it’s time,
For a new sign,
A new, bright start,
For my cursed heart,
A point of light,
On the darkest night,
A rose so red,
Given instead,
For this New Year,
Started without fear.
-into-
-20-12-2004-
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 december 2004 | ||
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