De sleutel
I saw an angel
He was blank and free
I wanted that I that was also
He had something in its hand
It was a key
Not of its house in the clouds
Not of a Treasury
But it was the key...
The key of my heart
He was blank and free
I wanted that I that was also
He had something in its hand
It was a key
Not of its house in the clouds
Not of a Treasury
But it was the key...
The key of my heart
Reacties op dit gedicht
| MenN: | Dinsdag, september 27, 2005 19:19 |
| Jaa sorry ging pronglk had der nie bij nagedacht :P loveyouu | |
| Szann: | Zondag, september 25, 2005 21:07 |
| mooi gescreven mandy =) zet j hem de volgende keer op j eigen profiel dinges ;) | |
| KillingAngel: | Zondag, september 25, 2005 21:01 |
| Mooi geschreven.. Kus! |
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| Auteur: Szann | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: fox_bert | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 september 2005 | ||
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