Little me
Little me, scared
Afraid of the touch of a man
It’s hard to trust
But I can.
No human will hurt me
Not again not any more
I won’t let them pass my heart
I won’t open the door.
Little me, tear stained
Crawling back to my cave
No one’s there, I’m alone
I am save.
Afraid of the touch of a man
It’s hard to trust
But I can.
No human will hurt me
Not again not any more
I won’t let them pass my heart
I won’t open the door.
Little me, tear stained
Crawling back to my cave
No one’s there, I’m alone
I am save.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Rebelle: | Donderdag, april 05, 2007 11:09 |
| Ja, teveel beschadigt! Zorg goed voor jezelf, en verzorg teder je wonden. Liefs, Rebelle |
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| Auteur: Evannah Una Brianna | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 april 2007 | ||
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