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White line junkie
Sucking on snow
Pale little girl
With nowhere to go
The summer is passing
The autumn is near
Asking with wonder
How long you'll be here
In winter the Snowqueen
Will suck out your breath
As you insert the needle
That gives you to death
The morning comes swiftly
In body-bag-black
Too late to realise;
There is no turning back
Sucking on snow
Pale little girl
With nowhere to go
The summer is passing
The autumn is near
Asking with wonder
How long you'll be here
In winter the Snowqueen
Will suck out your breath
As you insert the needle
That gives you to death
The morning comes swiftly
In body-bag-black
Too late to realise;
There is no turning back
Reacties op dit gedicht
| fránciné: | Zaterdag, november 25, 2006 23:05 |
| Mooi Gedicht Man!! :) Knap Gedaan!! xx (L) |
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| Darius: | Dinsdag, november 07, 2006 21:29 |
| wel mooi trouwens! | |
| Darius: | Dinsdag, november 07, 2006 21:26 |
| ehm... Herken je deze ook? Mass confusion, in my head Killing me, driving me mad Got me wonderin, can I trust my friends? Will they stab me in my back every chance they get? Am I paranoid? and if that''s the case Is it curable? Can you help me find my place? I can''t handle this, I''m losing it With a loose grip I''m hangin'' on to emptiness Help your brother, save him from the Evil demons, in between us, came between us... |
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| weerwolfjuhn: | Dinsdag, november 07, 2006 17:36 |
| mooi geschreven | |
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| Auteur: frozenwolf | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 november 2006 | ||
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