bullitproof smile
looking for a rainbow through dirty mirrors
on a naked morning
guns come crawling from hidden branches
on a scalpel evening
trying to keep steady when you're mule is blind
bullitproof smile with the moon in my pocket
under a spell when I'm losing the crown of love
where lies are breaking boundaries
wishing for a place where children don't grow up
I crawl all over all over myself, to fall in your arms
J.S.
on a naked morning
guns come crawling from hidden branches
on a scalpel evening
trying to keep steady when you're mule is blind
bullitproof smile with the moon in my pocket
under a spell when I'm losing the crown of love
where lies are breaking boundaries
wishing for a place where children don't grow up
I crawl all over all over myself, to fall in your arms
J.S.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| m@rcel: | Maandag, januari 23, 2006 23:20 |
| Heel,heel mooi weer geschreven. Ik wens dat ook dat de kinderen op deze wereld eens kunnen opgroeien in een wereld vol rust en vrede maar waneer zal dat......?????...denk nooit meer. Knuff/liefs m@rcel |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 23 januari 2006 | ||
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