Your slave
My steps slow and heavy,
walking to your door.
and with every step something breaks,
inside of me I shiver and wanne run away.
I open the door and see you,
the feeling of killing you.
it akes inside of me,
I'm here with a mission.
I'm here to tell you,
play another girl but the words are stoped,
with one look at you,
all my courage was gone.
One look of the boy that has my heart,
one look of the boy that has hurt me he most,
One look made me be a slave of you,
Not strong enought to let you go
walking to your door.
and with every step something breaks,
inside of me I shiver and wanne run away.
I open the door and see you,
the feeling of killing you.
it akes inside of me,
I'm here with a mission.
I'm here to tell you,
play another girl but the words are stoped,
with one look at you,
all my courage was gone.
One look of the boy that has my heart,
one look of the boy that has hurt me he most,
One look made me be a slave of you,
Not strong enought to let you go
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Meisje met het hart*: | Maandag, november 20, 2006 15:53 |
| Meisje toch.. wat is er gebeurt.. je moet het hele verhaal toch nog maar eens vertellen. Hoop dat ik je snel spreken, liefe kind[L] Mis je! Houvanje |
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| Auteur: *joue* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 november 2006 | ||
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