A stain
Her soft white skin
Touched the floor
It gently broke
The awkward silence
She touched it, but
Felt nothing more
Than a stain
Of polluted life
It sucked her in
And drained all
That was good
Fullfilling beauty
It swept her away
Played with her head
Toyed with her mind
A tormented spirit
She fell
Into herself
Unable to get out
She fell
Touched the floor
It gently broke
The awkward silence
She touched it, but
Felt nothing more
Than a stain
Of polluted life
It sucked her in
And drained all
That was good
Fullfilling beauty
It swept her away
Played with her head
Toyed with her mind
A tormented spirit
She fell
Into herself
Unable to get out
She fell
Reacties op dit gedicht
| CharlotteMan: | Vrijdag, mei 06, 2005 17:43 |
| veeet cool=D(H) Je allerliefste zusje:) =p | |
| m@rcel: | Maandag, mei 02, 2005 15:35 |
| Heel mooi geschreven Liefs m@rcel |
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| Auteur: *naomi* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 mei 2005 | ||
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