We
You, standing there so proud
Me, standing confused in the crowd
She, wearing the same dress
Came to wish you more then just success
Me, feeling more and more alone
You, turning my heart into stone
She, hanging dramatically around your neck
Me, feeling stabbed in my back
You, seeing my pain and just give me a wink
She, smiling and order you a new drink
Me, wanting to puke of pain
Knowing that we will be never the same.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| mupsje: | Dinsdag, juni 20, 2006 09:34 |
| Mooi... | |
| Amon: | Dinsdag, juni 20, 2006 09:09 |
| een juweeltje...heel mooi | |
| Suus de liefste: | Dinsdag, juni 20, 2006 00:34 |
| *slik* Heel mooi... Suzanne |
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| Auteur: Aurora- | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 juni 2006 | ||
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