*My road*
Walking on a lonely road.
Can hear the whispers.
Eyes are glittering in the dark,
all staring...
Don’t want them to look in my soul,
nobody will understand
all the shame,
all my fears.
Continue walking down the road,
maybe time will heal,
the light will wait for my arriving.
Can hear the whispers.
Eyes are glittering in the dark,
all staring...
Don’t want them to look in my soul,
nobody will understand
all the shame,
all my fears.
Continue walking down the road,
maybe time will heal,
the light will wait for my arriving.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| empathy: | Dinsdag, januari 09, 2007 01:21 |
| But what if healing takes forever? And your own mind is just another haven of refuge? | |
| strawberryswirl: | Vrijdag, oktober 28, 2005 13:16 |
| don't be scared, i'm here, my dear i'll stay right here beside you and if the demons come again i'll protect your soul and hide you... |
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| Auteur: *pareltje* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: jo | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 maart 2005 | ||
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