She finally told the world how she
drugs beneath the bed
A body on the bedroom floor
One gunshot to the head
skinny jeans in the closet
Depressing pictures on the wall
Letters written to a *s*p*e*c*i*a*l* someone
Begging him to call
A mother who was crying
A dad who was out of state
She was always fast asleep
When her parents came home late
All she wanted was acceptance
For someone to say they tried
each time people abandoned her
Another piece of her died
The ambulance outside the house
Neighbours came to see what she’d done
She finally told the world how she felt
With the sound of her daddy’s gun
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Augustijntje: | Zondag, juli 15, 2007 21:31 |
| brilliantly written.. x! |
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| ReBelle: | Zaterdag, juli 14, 2007 22:57 |
| Indrukwekkend, beschreven. Liefs, ReBelle |
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| Br0kEn: | Zaterdag, juli 14, 2007 21:10 |
| wow mooi geschreven groetjes |
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| dixxie: | Zaterdag, juli 14, 2007 20:57 |
| wauw, k word er stil van. liefs dixxie |
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| Auteur: HeavyxHeart | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 juli 2007 | ||
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