Long lost love.
Feed me with the shadow of night
for I long to stand straight
the morning rain has captured me
into his cold embrace
-where are the angels
Gone for weeks my love
but you let me weaken here for ages
suffering the pain of missing my dear
my cold hands don’t feel anymore
-where are the heavens
The storm missed one spot
it left me standing here on the beach
crying for salvation and freedom
bounded by the chains of lost love
-where is the release
Your eyes don’t speak any longer
I can’t read the words lying on your lips
I cry but all it does is raining
sinking in sand with my fingertips
I just miss you
-Where did love go?
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Reacties op dit gedicht
| Deep Wishmaster: | Woensdag, juli 06, 2005 17:29 |
| hihihihihiiihi tog wel ;) heel mooi hoor ;) liefs, | |
| Stefan Winkel: | Zondag, april 17, 2005 20:32 |
| Wauw... Dit LOOPT gewoon... Je hebt nog niet veel geschreven maar dit is je eerste engelse (op deze site), en ik zeg: MEER MEER MEER! Liefs, Stefan |
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| Auteur: Mokulsha | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 april 2005 | ||
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