My true love
I don’t love so many people
I can almost count them on one hand
for me it’s pure, something I’d die for
it will never fade, never break or bend
I don’t talk about it that much
it are just my thoughts, my feelings, my heart
The only risk of this way of living
is when someone leaves, it will break me apart
‘till my last step, ‘till my last breath
That place that once was there, will be there still
Life goes on, on a curtain way
but the wounds will never heal
But when it suddenly seems all over
when the one I love has been pulled away
My heart tells me a thousand things
But I don’t have any words to say
I don’t need any contact, or share a word
Though I’m always here when their sky falls
My true love is never ending
No, not even when god’s garden calls
I can almost count them on one hand
for me it’s pure, something I’d die for
it will never fade, never break or bend
I don’t talk about it that much
it are just my thoughts, my feelings, my heart
The only risk of this way of living
is when someone leaves, it will break me apart
‘till my last step, ‘till my last breath
That place that once was there, will be there still
Life goes on, on a curtain way
but the wounds will never heal
But when it suddenly seems all over
when the one I love has been pulled away
My heart tells me a thousand things
But I don’t have any words to say
I don’t need any contact, or share a word
Though I’m always here when their sky falls
My true love is never ending
No, not even when god’s garden calls
Reacties op dit gedicht
| _boy_: | Zondag, mei 03, 2009 11:50 |
| thanks annie! | |
| Augustijntje: | Woensdag, april 29, 2009 20:15 |
| mooitje!! vooral de eerste 3 strofes vind ik sterk! |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 29 april 2009 | ||
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