Breakable
Only the breakable
can be broken
And I can feel this glass
shatter between my fingers.
I can feel my fingers bleed
the glass cutting through my skin
I guess I am trying to hard
To hold on tight.
the fragments are so sharp
They'll rip everything apart.
Till there's nothing left.
Only the breakable
can be broken.
So here we stand,
Our lives shattered.
can be broken
And I can feel this glass
shatter between my fingers.
I can feel my fingers bleed
the glass cutting through my skin
I guess I am trying to hard
To hold on tight.
the fragments are so sharp
They'll rip everything apart.
Till there's nothing left.
Only the breakable
can be broken.
So here we stand,
Our lives shattered.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Delusion: | Maandag, maart 16, 2009 20:23 |
| Alles wat te breken is, gaat ooit kapot - maar dat hoeft niet altijd zo te gaan. Maar soms is uitelkaar gaan, beter en zul je andere wegen in slaan. Herkenbaar verwoord & graag gelezen! Liefs, Catharina | |
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| Auteur: Evannah Una Brianna | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 maart 2009 | ||
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