Clockwork dead
I'm looking out the window
Another train passes by
I don't know why
I hear a voice behind me
Turn around, nothing's there
Just an empty stare
I glance in a mirror
Tears bleeding from eyes
Like all the lies
Tears bleeding from eyes
Like all the lies
I heard you talking
Forgot what you said
Fading like the clockwork dead
Forgot what you said
Fading like the clockwork dead
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Kim rc: | Woensdag, maart 15, 2006 22:55 |
| triest maar mooi verwoord! xxx | |
| Augustijntje: | Woensdag, maart 15, 2006 18:56 |
| very nice poem! x! |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Mysticelfje |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 15 maart 2006 | ||
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