when we died
i'm looking for the peaces
that i had lost somewhere
the way i feel is changing
my sight just iss'nt clear
my tears are dropping down
in ways that are impossible
but i can't help to cry
can't tell the reason why
i'm screaming deep inside
i can't be to outspoken
couse some poeple can cry
and i'm about to die,
just like
i used to when we died
Reacties op dit gedicht
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: lisssy | 
|
|
| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 oktober 2007 | ||
| Thema's: | ||