little gothic girl
just a lonely little girl
Sleek, black hair in her face
haunted by the powers she woke up
Evil spirits haunting her in her dreams
She is caught in this hard, cruel world
trying to escape from this monsterous maze
Trying to get the evil spirits to stop
Evil spirits haunting her in her dreams
As a black cloud around her they swirreled
Covering her like a robe of black lace
Trying to get the evil spirits to stop
Evil Spirits haunting her in her dreams
Her small writsts bleeding, her hair curled
Covering her body like a robe of black lace
Trying to get the evil sprits to stop
*don't let them get you down, don't let them drive you to the other side of the river, they're not worth it, no matter how hard it gets*
Reacties op dit gedicht
| EveryTearTellsAStory: | Zondag, februari 25, 2007 13:24 |
| die is prachtig! en zoo herkenbaar.. echt met gevoel geschreven. mooi:)x! |
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| Nachzehrer: | Zondag, juli 30, 2006 15:57 |
| Ooh!!! Die is mooi! Krijg tranen van in mijn ogen (oke ben soms iets te sentimenteel). Echt heel mooi verwoord! Zeker blijven schrijven. |
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| drucila: | Zondag, april 03, 2005 13:18 |
| zeer mooikes | |
| into: | Zaterdag, maart 12, 2005 00:15 |
| mooi | |
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| Auteur: little one | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 maart 2005 | ||
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