Inner revolution, part I
I'm sick of following your choice
bad feelings because of your voice
I want to escape from this whole
stop living like a living, but empty ball
I want to run out on a street
being pride as a human
I want to take the lead
and not just for this moment
Hearing the sound of good feelings
I carry away my tears
So many scarry things
but only few fears
bad feelings because of your voice
I want to escape from this whole
stop living like a living, but empty ball
I want to run out on a street
being pride as a human
I want to take the lead
and not just for this moment
Hearing the sound of good feelings
I carry away my tears
So many scarry things
but only few fears
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Augustijntje: | Maandag, januari 09, 2006 20:51 |
| mooi neergezet! x! |
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| m@rcel: | Maandag, januari 09, 2006 14:13 |
| heel mooi geschreven Liefs m@rcel |
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| Auteur: wanne de kanne | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 januari 2006 | ||
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