the smell of the rose
The dark came to call and I crashed up to a wall.
I took the climb, there was no time to retreat.
It was hard like concrete, but the smell of the rose,
made me know you're still close.
I've let you down so many times before, but i've feared the darkness so much, that I saw the light no more.
Everytime my heart closes, i smell the roses, the reason my heart opens.
I took the climb, there was no time to retreat.
It was hard like concrete, but the smell of the rose,
made me know you're still close.
I've let you down so many times before, but i've feared the darkness so much, that I saw the light no more.
Everytime my heart closes, i smell the roses, the reason my heart opens.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| bijouken: | Zondag, oktober 29, 2006 23:11 |
| Mooi! Liefs, knuf. |
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| Windwhisper: | Woensdag, oktober 18, 2006 23:56 |
| mooi echt waar liefs |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Bragi | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 oktober 2006 | ||
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