Thoughts
Dwelling,
in my lowest layer of thoughts,
circling like a river,
that knows no end.
Confusion is complete.
paranoïd almost formed.
Madness is on my doorstep.
in my lowest layer of thoughts,
circling like a river,
that knows no end.
Confusion is complete.
paranoïd almost formed.
Madness is on my doorstep.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| *_KOALIE_*: | Zaterdag, januari 27, 2007 19:26 |
| mooi gedicht. Liefs |
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| Elief: | Maandag, januari 22, 2007 21:11 |
| Nice. | |
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| Auteur: The Mystery Pianist | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 januari 2007 | ||
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