Miss
Passed by your empty house
Hollow as I feel inside
Out of breath as I used to be
I miss what you meant to me
Running but not getting away
try to be faithful to myself
stronger now than I used to be
I miss what you meant to me
I miss
I miss
You
Miss
How many lies
do you tell in one day?
How many times
have you hidden your truth?
How many tears
will you dry tomorrow?
Baby, you have fallen apart
right before my eyes
My image of you torn
into pieces by your lies
I miss you
I miss what you were
I miss what you could have been
I miss what you meant to me
Hollow as I feel inside
Out of breath as I used to be
I miss what you meant to me
Running but not getting away
try to be faithful to myself
stronger now than I used to be
I miss what you meant to me
I miss
I miss
You
Miss
How many lies
do you tell in one day?
How many times
have you hidden your truth?
How many tears
will you dry tomorrow?
Baby, you have fallen apart
right before my eyes
My image of you torn
into pieces by your lies
I miss you
I miss what you were
I miss what you could have been
I miss what you meant to me
Reacties op dit gedicht
| chantie79: | Maandag, februari 26, 2007 11:10 |
| bedankt voor jullie reacties :) | |
| David Matser: | Maandag, februari 26, 2007 10:55 |
| Mooi verwoord, in goed engels! (Ik kom het weleens bedroevender tegen :P ) Sterkte ermee. groetjes, David |
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| kleinmeisje: | Maandag, februari 26, 2007 10:08 |
| goed geschreven,een persoon die zich voordoet als een ander.iemand een verkeerde voorstelling van jezelf geven komt altijd uit.toneelspelen kan je niet je hele leven vol houden.liefs | |
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| Auteur: chantie79 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 februari 2007 | ||
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