Dark light...
Dark Light…
I open an door…
I see something and I scream...
I have an open sore...
And a bad dream..
I wake up...
And I scream!...
And that whas again the bad dream...
Let me tell you why I scream...
This is my bad dream...
I open a door...
Something had made my heart an open sore...
I wanna turn the light on...
The light goes on for 1 sec...
And than it goes out...
I continu to the room...
And see a corpse...
I think its a friend of mine...
I cry and cry and can’t go back...
And believe it or not...
It really happend.
I open an door…
I see something and I scream...
I have an open sore...
And a bad dream..
I wake up...
And I scream!...
And that whas again the bad dream...
Let me tell you why I scream...
This is my bad dream...
I open a door...
Something had made my heart an open sore...
I wanna turn the light on...
The light goes on for 1 sec...
And than it goes out...
I continu to the room...
And see a corpse...
I think its a friend of mine...
I cry and cry and can’t go back...
And believe it or not...
It really happend.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Fina: | Zaterdag, maart 04, 2006 17:49 |
| Heel mooi ik wordt er stil van :) |
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| astrid krijbolder: | Vrijdag, maart 03, 2006 17:50 |
| heel erg heftig verhaal! sterkte er mee! liefs astrid | |
| Dirk Hermans: | Vrijdag, maart 03, 2006 17:37 |
| moedig verwoord groetjes Dirk |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: DOA | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 maart 2006 | ||
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