Mister Fabulous
"Kiss my feet, don't pull my hair
forget the screams you've heard.
and all the times that i've been sick
from day to day, since birth.
Don't tell me what to do or feel
don't tell me what I am now
I've been crying since you left me
dead and punished
don't say how.
But oh, mister fabulous
come and get me if you can
oh, mister fabulous
bring happiness into my life."
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Janny Scheybeler de Jonge: | Woensdag, juli 02, 2008 16:01 |
| nice! | |
| Roque: | Woensdag, juli 02, 2008 08:34 |
| :) | |
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| Auteur: Aibell | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 juli 2008 | ||
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