A girl who died...
I knew a girl who ment the world to me
Her eyes were always bright
I didn’t knew that behind those eyes
She was sad and full of sorrow
I didn’t knew what she'd hide
Her eyes became cold and grey
And one day I saw her crying
She took me apart and said
Please hold me, please kiss me
because I’m dying
She was dying from the loss
She was slowly dying from the pain
Softly lays she her head down and closed her eyes
And just before she past away, I wispered
In my hart you will remain
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Hans Kilian: | Zaterdag, september 11, 2010 11:58 |
| Graag zou ik er een vertaling bij hebben. | |
| Flyingwings: | Maandag, november 17, 2008 13:32 |
| aaah... tranen in mijn ogen ! stilmakend. Liefs K. |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Morpheüs | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 november 2008 | ||
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