Forsaken
Forsaken
I finished our poem
Pity you won’t be here to read it
The hours I wept
Days I haven’t slept
If you don’t mean what you say
You shouldn’t say it at all
Every time you do
A dagger stabs my heart right through
I don’t know why you do
Perhaps I deserve it all
But every time I felt better
You sent me your goodbye letter
I’m not just something disposable
You can get rid of when you want
Every time when needed, it’s you I hold
If I need you, I find my life cold
I finished our poem
Pity you won’t be here to read it
The hours I wept
Days I haven’t slept
If you don’t mean what you say
You shouldn’t say it at all
Every time you do
A dagger stabs my heart right through
I don’t know why you do
Perhaps I deserve it all
But every time I felt better
You sent me your goodbye letter
I’m not just something disposable
You can get rid of when you want
Every time when needed, it’s you I hold
If I need you, I find my life cold
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Tessa De Borggraeve: | Maandag, april 09, 2007 23:01 |
| Mooikezz é :P | |
| Fairouz: | Zondag, april 08, 2007 09:21 |
| And so be it people just do Wish you a good weekend, fairouz |
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| Auteur: Karel M. | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 april 2007 | ||
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