on and on
You think you have a freaky life
That you could end with just a knife
But your soul goes on and on
Until the night's dark is gone
You can run and run and run
Until the final end of time
But I will find you in this rhyme
That you could end with just a knife
But your soul goes on and on
Until the night's dark is gone
You can run and run and run
Until the final end of time
But I will find you in this rhyme
Reacties op dit gedicht
| BenniBang: | Donderdag, november 27, 2008 22:27 |
| Inderdaad er valt niks te verstoppen. Ik had het gevoel dat het einde nogal snel kwam-nog van dat! |
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| Auteur: Drawn Pride | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 november 2008 | ||
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