don't help me
Lies, spreading around
Nothing, can have me bound
I don't like this living hell
And all the things you tell and tell
Stop talking
I'm not interested anymore
Leave me
Alone, lying on the floor
Don't try to help
Because I know you can't
Please, shut your mouth
There's no chance..
Nothing, can have me bound
I don't like this living hell
And all the things you tell and tell
Stop talking
I'm not interested anymore
Leave me
Alone, lying on the floor
Don't try to help
Because I know you can't
Please, shut your mouth
There's no chance..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| little fly: | Vrijdag, december 12, 2008 20:13 |
| De laatste vier zinnen vind ik super sterk.. Greetz, Linda |
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| Werner Domroese: | Woensdag, december 10, 2008 00:16 |
| Vervelend. Krachtig verwoord wel. | |
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| Auteur: Drawn Pride | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 december 2008 | ||
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