as my body trembles
loses all her strength
I lie on a crimson red floor
as if I where dead to the world
my body is weakened
from fear and disbelief
as my eyes turn black
I know that I have failed
my curse is resting in my heart
silent; devouring
gently killing my last hope
all that remains is a shallow shell
16 Augustus 2006
Auteur: Lianne van Kesteren | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 16 augustus 2006 | ||
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