Moment of mourning
standing on a winterday
in a white landscape
the angels lay
when everything changes shape
the snow is pure
nature's at its best
seems peaceful and secure
for a minute, I'm in a state of rest
my mind's been overheating
too much thinking
my thoughts repeating
you are unreachable
feeling undesireable
my feelings are unexplainable
my soul's unstable
the only thing left to do
right there on that quiet morning
is forgetting about you
and give myself a moment of mourning
in a white landscape
the angels lay
when everything changes shape
the snow is pure
nature's at its best
seems peaceful and secure
for a minute, I'm in a state of rest
my mind's been overheating
too much thinking
my thoughts repeating
you are unreachable
feeling undesireable
my feelings are unexplainable
my soul's unstable
the only thing left to do
right there on that quiet morning
is forgetting about you
and give myself a moment of mourning
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| Auteur: Frappuccino | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 23 november 2007 | ||
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