The Dark
I,m laying in my bed
thinking of the games they played
wanna close my eyes forever
but I am afraid
I,m laying in my bed
thinking of the things they lied
wanna fall a sleep forever
but I am up all night
I,m laying in my bed
and this takes more of me then I can ever give
the dark is whispering in my ear
this life isn't worth to live
thinking of the games they played
wanna close my eyes forever
but I am afraid
I,m laying in my bed
thinking of the things they lied
wanna fall a sleep forever
but I am up all night
I,m laying in my bed
and this takes more of me then I can ever give
the dark is whispering in my ear
this life isn't worth to live
Reacties op dit gedicht
| lotte: | Zondag, maart 10, 2002 17:13 |
| hang in there!!! | |
| Elentir: | Vrijdag, oktober 05, 2001 19:17 |
| The Dark still is a seductive one, claiming souls by the day. The light in contrast trusts on the individual mind. A difficult task, but believing your own soul is the beginning of living your own life, the beginning of your happiness |
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| Auteur: Rainnn | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 05 oktober 2001 | ||
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