Nicotine stained hand
A nicotine stained hand
grabbed a bottle of whiskey.
Looking at a dusty old family album.
With old brown pictures.
The smell of fear and death,
fainted memories.
As he drowned into the depths
of his old bed.
J.S.
grabbed a bottle of whiskey.
Looking at a dusty old family album.
With old brown pictures.
The smell of fear and death,
fainted memories.
As he drowned into the depths
of his old bed.
J.S.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| cest-moi: | Woensdag, maart 15, 2006 19:12 |
| ontzettend mooi dit! | |
| Augustijntje: | Woensdag, maart 15, 2006 19:10 |
| amazingly written! (I think you should stick to english, not many have your vocabulary, it would be a shame if you'd turn to dutch!) x! |
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| m@rcel: | Woensdag, maart 15, 2006 18:47 |
| machtig mooi neergezet Liefs m@rcel |
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| L!a: | Woensdag, maart 15, 2006 14:41 |
| mooi neergezet,,,maar probeer het ook eens in het nederlands,,, gr,,elze |
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| Auteur: cosmicdoom | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 15 maart 2006 | ||
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