You promised
The clouds I was
Walking on, could not
Hold me anymore
So I fell.
And spread out my wings
The wings you gave
Me, didn’t fly, so
I fell down
Again
And
The soft landing you promised
Me, was made
Of rocks, sharp
Ones that broke my fall
And broke everything in me.
Walking on, could not
Hold me anymore
So I fell.
And spread out my wings
The wings you gave
Me, didn’t fly, so
I fell down
Again
And
The soft landing you promised
Me, was made
Of rocks, sharp
Ones that broke my fall
And broke everything in me.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| fairyofsuicide: | Dinsdag, november 25, 2008 19:27 |
| mooi gedaan :) ga zo door , xxx |
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| little fly: | Dinsdag, november 25, 2008 16:56 |
| a broken heart.. It''s not fine.. but there are many people how can help you.. Greetz, Linda |
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| Samhain: | Dinsdag, november 25, 2008 15:40 |
| Dat is vreselijk, liefs S. | |
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| Auteur: xDew | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 november 2008 | ||
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