Of an untold story
Never been here
The mind is gone
Fighting against
What they have done
The memory lives
Controls the life
Yet it's not there
How did it survive?
The silence comes
The voices call
But they disappear;
Alone after all
Fear is waiting
Sadness blooms
Head's hanging low
Dead'll come soon
A future unsure
A wrong begin
An untold story
Waiting within
The mind is gone
Fighting against
What they have done
The memory lives
Controls the life
Yet it's not there
How did it survive?
The silence comes
The voices call
But they disappear;
Alone after all
Fear is waiting
Sadness blooms
Head's hanging low
Dead'll come soon
A future unsure
A wrong begin
An untold story
Waiting within
Reacties op dit gedicht
| waterval: | Vrijdag, april 05, 2002 02:09 |
| het volgende hoofdstuk wordt misschien wel beter..... héél mooi gedicht..... |
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| Di Angeli: | Vrijdag, april 05, 2002 00:43 |
| The next story... dat is weer een begin die wijsheid nog groter maakt als je nu al beschrijft. Erg mooi. |
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| Hanneke Eirinn: | Vrijdag, april 05, 2002 00:40 |
| mooi geschreven.. | |
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