She couldn’t escape her suicide
Now she just flies away
And touches the silver moon
She knew life was useless
For it will all be over soon
Guilt will be destroyed
And tears will vanish at last
Because if she won’t end her life
She can’t take rid of her past
It kept going thru her head
And drove her totally mad
Till she fell down quietly
At the end of her black path
Now no one can safe her
She will be all alone
With no home to go to
And cold to the bone
She doesn’t sense fresh air
And breathes nothing but dust
No one ever trusted her
And she has no one to trust
| Madgirl: | Dinsdag, juni 21, 2005 17:18 |
| heel mooi geschreven | |
| Mathilde: | Donderdag, juni 16, 2005 21:26 |
| brrr... krijg het er koud van! liefs, mathilde |
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| Poohieke: | Donderdag, juni 16, 2005 21:09 |
| Krijg er echt kippevel van.. Het is echt op een prachtige manier neergezet!! Een dikke proficiat met dit gedicht! Dikke kus** Poohieke |
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| MayadeBij: | Donderdag, juni 16, 2005 21:04 |
| uhrrr.. | |
| Auteur: -Tamara- | ||
| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 juni 2005 | ||
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