Fly on borrowed wings
in darkness shall I roam
for the night is my true guide
in these days of despair and tears
I shall win before dawnno place I can call home
for the door isn't my own
it is the road to infinity
which I must walk before I'm homelet me fly on borrowed wings
so I can see myself reflect
in the top of the clouds
which take my sight away03-01-05
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Kiana: | Dinsdag, januari 04, 2005 01:16 |
| Prachtig geschreven! Ik hoop dat je je weg vindt... Liefs, Liselotte |
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| Ana (stacia): | Maandag, januari 03, 2005 23:40 |
| My house is your house ... front door included. Welcome whenever you feel like it ! Kus ! |
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| Auteur: Benjamin de Rooy |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 januari 2005 | ||
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