Bitter and sad to the core
When a man is born, he is an empty slate waiting to be filled,
But by the world his emotions get chilled, and eventually killed
So he becomes bitter, a shadow of his former self
All he has ever felt,
gone
He is heart frozen over
Never to melt
Betrayed by the ones he held dear
He lives in constant fear
This is what this cold world does to a man,
In the beginning so open and warm
At the end,.Frozen shut
His soul torn apart
Unable to love oncemore
He has become,,.bitter and sad to the core
But by the world his emotions get chilled, and eventually killed
So he becomes bitter, a shadow of his former self
All he has ever felt,
gone
He is heart frozen over
Never to melt
Betrayed by the ones he held dear
He lives in constant fear
This is what this cold world does to a man,
In the beginning so open and warm
At the end,.Frozen shut
His soul torn apart
Unable to love oncemore
He has become,,.bitter and sad to the core
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| O.: | Zaterdag, oktober 28, 2006 21:25 |
| zo,.bij deze dan mijn eerste gedicht op deze site,.feel free to critisize ;) greetz |
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 oktober 2006 | ||
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