Lost
I'm lost in twilight's blue
don't think nothing
cause I don't speak
anymore
My mouth, heart and soul
are sealed with a golden lock
and the key is hidden
in the sky
and because no human can fly
no human will find it
Reacties op dit gedicht
| tattoo tears: | Zaterdag, mei 19, 2007 23:59 |
| show us the way so we can try to search with a helicopter before we die without that voice its all noise groetjes | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: elien* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 januari 2007 | ||
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