Meant for life
but born for pain
she will give…
or will she gain?
She never find
understanding though:
she saw onely fright
She spoke, she cried, she screamed
and in the end
she had her lonely fight
And then,
there was a little hope
she saw him, there!
hanging on a belt-like rope
She laughed and said
“are you finally here my dark?”
and took away her cloud of rain,
there was no cold,
And standing tall
finally she went away
in full disgust
The last ever heard from her:
“I salute you and fuck them all! “
| MayadeBij: | Woensdag, april 13, 2005 13:54 |
| waar de mensen die elke dag hun best doen de motivatie vandaan halen denken de mensen die altijd goed hun best doen - niet over na ;) ik vond die navelstreng al beklemmend genoeg (gadverdamme ´let me out! let me out!´ :) kus. | |
| Oorlam: | Woensdag, april 13, 2005 13:10 |
| ian curtis hell yeah hehe | |
| Semara : | Woensdag, april 13, 2005 12:42 |
| Goh......herkenning!!Lijkt mijn leven wel hihi Mooi gedaan!! knuf semaar |
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| Auteur: Jan Schaap | ||
| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 april 2005 | ||
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