Omdat hij anders was II
Man in the death row.
Open my eyes and look around,
golden hair of electric light surround
…your picture.
Time goes by have to go,
follow a man in uniform wall to wall and all I miss is
…your picture.
In a human screaming hall,
behind iron bars I hear a song which reminds me of
...your picture.
Within a chair with straps and wires,
a cold short click unwraps the last day of my trial
and I see you crying holding …that picture.
A moment of darkness covers my soul,
than a bright light which starts to call,
follow the voice and find me at last,
…eternally in that picture.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Manjula: | Zaterdag, november 25, 2006 23:36 |
| ... bijzonder... was het echt over iemand ie je kende.. manjula |
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| Tuimelaar: | Zondag, november 19, 2006 00:10 |
| ... ...mooi... T |
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| Gert: | Woensdag, november 08, 2006 15:58 |
| Heel apart, en zo mooi!! Liefs |
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| Tika: | Maandag, november 06, 2006 21:45 |
Ontzettend bijzonder... Don`t forget the twinkel in you`re eyes, see the world with it, like you want her to be. Lots of love and big kisses. Tika |
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| switi lobi: | Maandag, november 06, 2006 20:03 |
| ...eternally in that picture Onvergetelijk. Dikke kus, liefsliefs...switi lobi |
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| Augustijntje: | Maandag, november 06, 2006 18:49 |
| *silence* you describe your feelings in an amazing way!! I read this with admiration.. x! |
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| Winna: | Maandag, november 06, 2006 14:11 |
| wonderschoon! xx, PW |
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| Windwhisper: | Maandag, november 06, 2006 13:11 |
| Met een traan gelezen....dacht gelijk aan de laatse gang van mijn vriend en pennemaatje Michael in deathrow..in de dodencel in San Quentin California en aan zijn laatste vaarwel. Mis hem nog steeds........ Cobie.... |
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| Auteur: Dylirium | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 november 2006 | ||
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