cross with my name on it
The graveyard
Moonlight falls on a thousand graves,
It looks like everyone's dead now,
In the darkest corner of the field
I collapse, down to the ground.
Some candles burn for loved ones
Flowers dried out on the cold, cold stones
Where people lie beneath,
Just people like you and me!
The sun rises and lightens the field
Though my heart's still not lit
And in the shadow a cross on a grave
With a recent date and my name on it
Moonlight falls on a thousand graves,
It looks like everyone's dead now,
In the darkest corner of the field
I collapse, down to the ground.
Some candles burn for loved ones
Flowers dried out on the cold, cold stones
Where people lie beneath,
Just people like you and me!
The sun rises and lightens the field
Though my heart's still not lit
And in the shadow a cross on a grave
With a recent date and my name on it
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Laraa: | Zaterdag, mei 27, 2006 12:47 |
| Mooi lieverd. | |
| WastingTheDawn: | Woensdag, mei 17, 2006 15:48 |
| wow, erg mooi geschreven! | |
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| Auteur: *Lonesome | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 mei 2006 | ||
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