It is a lie
IT IS A LIE
You have never left
still you are here
we have never been set free
it is a lie
the biggets lie of all
You stayed easy enough
after rapin the flowers
after rapin our fathers
easy enough
evry dayu i meet you
among the wounded souls
there you go, HA
not smilin anymore
becaus you KNOW
the end is near
it is around you evrywhere
now you're not smilin anymore
and i am pissed of.
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Reacties op dit gedicht
| Dirk Hermans: | Zaterdag, juli 01, 2006 23:57 |
| mooi | |
| Sophie Schellekens: | Zaterdag, maart 05, 2005 17:14 |
| o ja? | |
| shelob: | Donderdag, januari 13, 2005 23:41 |
| Heb je dan tegen de wind in gepist.... moet je ook niet doen, gewoon niet zeiken helpt ook, spinnenknipoog. | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Frank EastWest | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ;o)x | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 januari 2005 | ||
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