Sparkling dark water
I can still Be
If you fixx
Me
No word could defend my heart right now
It's like the ground of a battle field
It will feel the blood en the pain
Of every man who dies there
Pouring into it's skin
Just to be part of the world once again
Over an over
The symbolic rebirth of my burned heart
Is nothing more than a penalty
To compromise for the damage
I caused inside everyone I have/will met
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| Grittle: | Dinsdag, oktober 18, 2005 20:49 |
| Heftig gedicht! De woede zo sterk en krachtig verwoord! Geweldig! Liefs, |
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| Auteur: Lucius | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: fox_bert | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 oktober 2005 | ||
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