there is something wrong
in this twisted little mind of mine
a darkness unfamiliar
haunting me so cruell
a thought reminding me
of days which have long passed
as escape plan familiar
in times rejected
there is something wrong
with the tears I cannot wrong
my pains is futile
I'm a prisoner again
now I have allready lost
everything my dreams contain
no trust is left now
since the sun rejected me
11-07-05
m@rcel: | Maandag, juli 11, 2005 23:49 |
heel mooi geschreven Knuffie m@rcel |
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Janette Scharenborg: | Maandag, juli 11, 2005 23:48 |
english is the best language voor poetry, this poem has touched my heart. lots of love and a special hug voor you. sleep well among the angels, they are always there to protect you, even in your darkest day. Janette | |
*bLaCk*RoSe*: | Maandag, juli 11, 2005 23:31 |
Mooi geschreven.. Moeilijke tekst, maar ik heb hem kunnen vertalen ;) XxXxX |
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Auteur: Benjamin de Rooy | ||
Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 11 juli 2005 | ||
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