Riots
Creeping up inside me
Crawling up my nerves
Running through my vains
Riots in my head
Fear inside my heart
Freaked out in my mind
Abandonned in my soul
Riots in my head
Trapped between a fire
Which is to hot to pass
And ice to cold to walk on
Riots in my head
Burning in my eyes
Freezing in my throat
Temperature fluctuating
Riots in my head
Will the ice eventually melt
Or extinguish the fire
Before it melted away?
Riots in my head
28-09-01
Crawling up my nerves
Running through my vains
Riots in my head
Fear inside my heart
Freaked out in my mind
Abandonned in my soul
Riots in my head
Trapped between a fire
Which is to hot to pass
And ice to cold to walk on
Riots in my head
Burning in my eyes
Freezing in my throat
Temperature fluctuating
Riots in my head
Will the ice eventually melt
Or extinguish the fire
Before it melted away?
Riots in my head
28-09-01
Reacties op dit gedicht
| dreamer: | Maandag, november 26, 2001 19:13 |
| no more drugs? misschien en optie |
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| Robski: | Vrijdag, september 28, 2001 21:08 |
| Het gaat je lukken... desnoods met wat hulp.. ik sta klaar voor je.. :) Liefs, Rob |
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| Joëlle : | Vrijdag, september 28, 2001 14:30 |
| Ik wou dat ik in je hoofd kon kruipen en mee kon vechten, zeker weten dat ik had gewonnen! Maar vergeet nooit dat ik er voor je ben!! *knuffel* Joëlle |
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| Bevertje: | Vrijdag, september 28, 2001 13:39 |
| Knuffie lieve schat! Ik ben er voor je, dat weet je... Liefs naomi |
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| Auteur: Benjamin de Rooy |  
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| Gepubliceerd op: 28 september 2001 | ||
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