broken glass
My heart is as cold as ice
my throath as dry as a dessert
my brain hurts of denial
and I do not get my thoughts alined
breaking the mirror of my memories
they shatter in pieces
without you it is easier
to stay alive and forgive
from negative waves I shiver
than my positive attitude fades away
I do not have so much time
to mess with you all my life.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Dirk Hermans: | Zondag, oktober 09, 2005 21:06 |
| mooi groetjes Dirk |
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| m@rcel: | Zondag, oktober 09, 2005 13:18 |
| heel mooi Knuff m@rcel |
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| Janette Scharenborg: | Zondag, oktober 09, 2005 12:00 |
| The glass shatters My dreams break Nothing else matters I don't want to wake You cut me with the glass You hurt me once more Will this hurt ever pass? What's this life for? All that I achieved Has been swept away Everything I believed Is not here today. Sterkte Janette |
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| ..Just me..: | Zondag, oktober 09, 2005 11:14 |
| moojj .. | |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 09 oktober 2005 | ||
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