Cinderrela
I don't wanne dressed up like a Cinderrela
Like a young, beautiful and helpless butterfly
Got capture in a dusty cellar
Sitting and waiting to get saved by a guy
I don't wanne be a lonely Snow White
Praying to get rescued bye a handsome Prince,
Who risk his life and prepair to fight
Forget it I'll save my own pride
I hate to be a Sleeping Beauty
Thinking about the person I would be,
Then I realize the fairytale life wasent
For me...
Like a young, beautiful and helpless butterfly
Got capture in a dusty cellar
Sitting and waiting to get saved by a guy
I don't wanne be a lonely Snow White
Praying to get rescued bye a handsome Prince,
Who risk his life and prepair to fight
Forget it I'll save my own pride
I hate to be a Sleeping Beauty
Thinking about the person I would be,
Then I realize the fairytale life wasent
For me...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Dindy: | Zondag, mei 08, 2005 21:12 |
| Wauw...........heel erg mooi Kuz Dindy |
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| BloodElf: | Maandag, mei 02, 2005 20:28 |
| Und ich vind m gaaf ;) | |
| BlackRose*: | Zaterdag, april 30, 2005 23:32 |
| Heel mooi! xX |
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| Lois: | Zondag, maart 20, 2005 15:05 |
| Super mooi gedicht Inderdaad alleen jammer van het slechte engels;) Zippo |
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| Benjamin de Rooy: | Zondag, maart 20, 2005 14:50 |
| zonde.... de intentie van het gedicht is schitterend, alleen het slechte engels is zo jammer... | |
