A lie called love
A Lie called Love
The dirty window between love and loneliness
Where you can't seem to look to the other side
A poisened mind, confused, shattered like glass
stuck with all the broken feelings left inside
Your heart feels like a graveyard
hosting the dear memories of the love that died
Why did you have to break my heart
shatter it, crush it, destroy it from inside
The blinded sight of the loving conscience
the tender emotions, the broken heart I'm made of
The collision course to the promised land
A self torturement for a lie called love
The dirty window between love and loneliness
Where you can't seem to look to the other side
A poisened mind, confused, shattered like glass
stuck with all the broken feelings left inside
Your heart feels like a graveyard
hosting the dear memories of the love that died
Why did you have to break my heart
shatter it, crush it, destroy it from inside
The blinded sight of the loving conscience
the tender emotions, the broken heart I'm made of
The collision course to the promised land
A self torturement for a lie called love
Reacties op dit gedicht
| little one: | Dinsdag, maart 08, 2005 18:40 |
| wow!! but don't forget, love's not always a lie. one day, you'll find truthfull love, just hang on there!! xxx little one |
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| Auteur: Bas | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 maart 2005 | ||
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