Look closer:
Something alive and tiny inside me...
then I killed it...
I feel pain and sadness because of it...
then I cut away the pain...
I tell the man who gave it to me...
then I see he does not care...
I litterely break down and cant stand no more...
then I smile, so that no one will see...
behind my smile, you can see pain
behind my eyes, you can see sadness
look closer...
look closer...
then I killed it...
I feel pain and sadness because of it...
then I cut away the pain...
I tell the man who gave it to me...
then I see he does not care...
I litterely break down and cant stand no more...
then I smile, so that no one will see...
behind my smile, you can see pain
behind my eyes, you can see sadness
look closer...
look closer...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Talita: | Vrijdag, april 07, 2006 16:01 |
| ge moe u eige toch ni snijde om de pijn weg te krijge da helpt ni da komt toch terug stopt mee snijde ge krijgt er toch alleen maar spijt van -xxx- |
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| Auteur: witchydaantje19 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 april 2006 | ||
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