You killed yourself.
I cried for you,
every night,
in my sleep.
You told me,
that you never would leave me.
So,
why did you?
I trusted you,
I believed you,
but you,
you were just messing with my feelings.
You meanted so much for me,
still,
you left.
What was the reason?
Was I the reason?
Every night,
I see you.
I see you hanging,
with a rope around your neck.
I was only twelf.
Three years later,
I still can't forget.
every night,
in my sleep.
You told me,
that you never would leave me.
So,
why did you?
I trusted you,
I believed you,
but you,
you were just messing with my feelings.
You meanted so much for me,
still,
you left.
What was the reason?
Was I the reason?
Every night,
I see you.
I see you hanging,
with a rope around your neck.
I was only twelf.
Three years later,
I still can't forget.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Lousbergh Jeroen: | Zaterdag, september 01, 2007 05:50 |
| heel mooi... groetjes |
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| Me!!: | Dinsdag, augustus 28, 2007 13:34 |
| Wooow!! Mooi Sterke meisje |
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