Cuts
Cuts
Cuts in my soul
Cuts at my arm
I don't care at all
My heart is not warm
Cutted and broken
Filled with pain
My innocense is token
I'm feeling insane
Hands at my skin
Fear in my mind
My life's just a sin
Can't leave it all behind
I've tried
To make a new start
But I'm still tied
By that bad part
Now I don't know anymore
Maybe it all ends
Or am I still lying on the floor
Lonely, Helpless and without friends
Cuts in my soul
Cuts at my arm
I don't care at all
My heart is not warm
Cutted and broken
Filled with pain
My innocense is token
I'm feeling insane
Hands at my skin
Fear in my mind
My life's just a sin
Can't leave it all behind
I've tried
To make a new start
But I'm still tied
By that bad part
Now I don't know anymore
Maybe it all ends
Or am I still lying on the floor
Lonely, Helpless and without friends
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Deadeye Rose: | Dinsdag, september 12, 2006 23:26 |
| Heel herkenbaar:( Maar mooi gedichtje:) Veel liefs, Anissa |
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| Wishdom: | Donderdag, maart 31, 2005 22:44 |
| dank:D | |
| Roxz: | Donderdag, maart 31, 2005 22:29 |
| take my hand I guide you away cause I'm your friend nice poem Greets Roxz |
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| Rino Saurus: | Donderdag, januari 06, 2005 04:50 |
| Mooi gedicht, goeie rijm. Take care, you'll eventually get there... |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 06 januari 2005 | ||
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