Drugs
I screwed it, it’s over..
You know there’s something against this kind of feelings
No, she won’t go with you, she’s coming with me(he’s defending her cuz he has a secret crush on her)
I really want to come with you, but I can’t, I really can’t
No! Don’t..
While they leave, she turns around
Tears flowing on her cheeks
She keeps looking 'till they are across the corner, then she’s gone..
**Maybe a bit messed up, I don't know, what do u think?**
!*Miss Complicated*>
You know there’s something against this kind of feelings
No, she won’t go with you, she’s coming with me(he’s defending her cuz he has a secret crush on her)
I really want to come with you, but I can’t, I really can’t
No! Don’t..
While they leave, she turns around
Tears flowing on her cheeks
She keeps looking 'till they are across the corner, then she’s gone..
**Maybe a bit messed up, I don't know, what do u think?**
!*Miss Complicated*>
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Chim: | Woensdag, januari 10, 2007 15:11 |
| Speciaal geschreven, met emotie... Ik heb ook een paar van je andere gedichten gelezen, hard maar eerlijk. Hou vol, het leven kan alles kraken behalve een doorzetter... Grtz |
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| Auteur: mIsS_CoMpLiCaTeD | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 10 januari 2007 | ||
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