Pretty lies
Pretty lies
Everyday she screamed she was alive,
She put the lies right back in her head
She Screamed she was ok
And that there was no other way
To let her feel ok
She screamed her lies right in her own ears
It maked her believe that what she said was true
And that it was all ok
But they saw she was lost
They saw what she couldn't see
All the lies that broke her down
All the shit that destroyd her
But she took more and more
Till there was nothing left of her
Not a single tear, not an emotion left
She teared herself apart without knowing it
And all she heard were the voices in her head
Telling her she wanted more, she needed more
She killed herself slowly
And then i saw... she, was me.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| LaughingInside: | Dinsdag, maart 07, 2006 17:37 |
| heey lieverd. ik weet dat jij nog gevoelens hebt, en dat je nog op je eigen benen kan staan. want jij bent tanja. jij bent mijn engeltje. en mijn engeltjes zijn altijd sterk! ik hou van je. kus, Gaby. |
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| --justme--: | Vrijdag, maart 03, 2006 17:40 |
| erg mooi! sterke! |
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| elnini: | Woensdag, maart 01, 2006 14:09 |
| .... heel mooi geschreven hoop dat je ervan af bent/ nu bezig bent ervan af te komen heel raak geschreven liefs, eline |
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| Auteur: blacklizard | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 maart 2006 | ||
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