Fallen angel
This fallen angel's broken wings,
won't carry him anymore.
He tried to reach the heaven gates,
but someone locked the door .
This fallen angel's reaching out.
He wants to touch the sun.
His broken wings won't carry him,
he knows it can't be done.
This fallen angel, me, indeed,
with broken wings can't fly.
He will fall back, burned by the sun,
and in shadows,
he will die.
won't carry him anymore.
He tried to reach the heaven gates,
but someone locked the door .
This fallen angel's reaching out.
He wants to touch the sun.
His broken wings won't carry him,
he knows it can't be done.
This fallen angel, me, indeed,
with broken wings can't fly.
He will fall back, burned by the sun,
and in shadows,
he will die.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| observer: | Donderdag, maart 09, 2006 13:27 |
| very nice one, i like it |
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| Angel Of Poems: | Donderdag, maart 09, 2006 06:00 |
| Mooi geschreven, krijg gelijk heimwee naar mijn engelse dicht periode... Greetz Tom |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: diederiek versluys | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 maart 2006 | ||
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