Staring in a mirror
There is this girl
She’s watching me
Trying to find something
Not attending to let me go
She keeps staring and staring
When will she let me free?
Her hand wants to touch
But there is glass
Which holds her back off me
Still she looks in my eyes
To search for my soul
Haunting for secrets
The dark hazel eyes
They make holes in my body
Burning scars on my skin
Holding on forever
She will never let me go
Until she reaches her goal
To let me feel
That what I’m doing
Is staring in a mirror.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Br0ken_R00sje: | Dinsdag, april 01, 2008 18:22 |
| Mooi :) x |
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| Elenore De Groote: | Dinsdag, maart 25, 2008 03:28 |
| Prachtig! Dacht eerst dat er iemand op je verliefd was ;) Naar jezelf kijken met gevoel. Mooi gevonden :) Om opnieuw te lezen. Van harte, liefs, Elenore xxx | |
| RealMe: | Maandag, maart 24, 2008 18:47 |
| gelukkig wel ;) | |
| MayadeBij*: | Maandag, maart 24, 2008 18:44 |
| :) hell yeah. did you ever see her smile?? by the way?! | |
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| Auteur: RealMe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 maart 2008 | ||
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