keep breathing
been with every kind of woman
pretty, smart, upbeat and sad
but they all could not deliver
none of them have what you had
last night I was in a rainstorm
made my cigarette go out
the only comfort in my aloneness
I didn’t cry, I didn’t shout
this is not a song of loss
there is no real frustration
i’m not broken, i’m not sad
I’m just empty, and that is that
pretty, smart, upbeat and sad
but they all could not deliver
none of them have what you had
last night I was in a rainstorm
made my cigarette go out
the only comfort in my aloneness
I didn’t cry, I didn’t shout
this is not a song of loss
there is no real frustration
i’m not broken, i’m not sad
I’m just empty, and that is that
Reacties op dit gedicht
| mariekeding: | Zondag, september 07, 2008 16:17 |
| i really like this one! heel goed neer gezet, x |
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| Dirk Hermans: | Vrijdag, juni 27, 2008 23:23 |
| zeer goed je gevooel neergezet | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Gerard Jas | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 juni 2008 | ||
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