My haunting
Every time I see you,
my heart fills with fear.
Every time I see you,
I become too scared.
My heartbeat raises,
with everything I hear.
I never go home alone,
something I usually dared.
What is it that you want,
what are you going to do?
I am with all these questions,
me and my questions alone.
Will I get the answers?
Could I get them from you?
So I won’t live in fear anymore,
with answers my fear will be gone.
my heart fills with fear.
Every time I see you,
I become too scared.
My heartbeat raises,
with everything I hear.
I never go home alone,
something I usually dared.
What is it that you want,
what are you going to do?
I am with all these questions,
me and my questions alone.
Will I get the answers?
Could I get them from you?
So I won’t live in fear anymore,
with answers my fear will be gone.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Littledolphin: | Dinsdag, augustus 19, 2008 15:45 |
| dit klinkt wel heel erg bang, rakend geheel liefs little | |
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| Auteur: Metztlie | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 19 augustus 2008 | ||
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