time a upon once
End the..
after ever happily
lived they
And.
The book didn't start
or end there, it allowed
Some space to design
The road could still turn or twist
Trees can bend or break
In this book, that's
Your book
This is a story
of your life,
THE story
of your life.
The one you like, or don't.
So design.
Choose the roads you like best, and
Write your heart out while you let
Your story unwind
Because all our books are, truly
Like a rainbow in the darkness
A masterpiece unsigned.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| spring-in-het-veld: | Vrijdag, april 08, 2011 15:34 |
| pff.. en nu? heb je jezelf weer opgehesen? fijn schrijven al is het wat gedateerd | |
| Allysson: | Vrijdag, april 08, 2011 15:20 |
| wow.. | |
| chaos: | Zondag, juli 01, 2007 21:12 |
| geen reacties??? i love it and love i you :) |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Mysticelfje |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 januari 2007 | ||
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