I'm floading
Today
It feels like tomorrow
When I think how predictable
it seems, today's like tomorrow
And tomorrow's stil the dream
Tomorrow
It lies beneath the waves
those who are strangled with the past
It floads on my future
and the hope that will last
Yesterday
It seems as normal
Speaking of the lies that have been told
It watches from the other side
For today yet too old
And I'm still here
Floading without space or time
Floading to my hidden desires
Now there to be mine
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Amon: | Dinsdag, augustus 22, 2006 16:49 |
| waar is u? | |
| M@rcel: | Dinsdag, augustus 22, 2006 12:39 |
| heel mooi geschreven Liefs M@rcel |
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| __xMegan: | Maandag, augustus 21, 2006 23:09 |
| woaa mooi (: waarom bracht mijn kettingsel geluk? ik bedoel, NATUURLIJK brengt ie geluk, hijs van MIJ, maar was er een special occasion? <333333 |
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