Love.
There is this smile
constantly on my face.
Forgiving people I love
and I am counting the days.
There is this feeling
warming up my heart.
I can separate the hate
that I was feeling from the start.
There is this thought
creeping in my mind.
The possibility of being happy
I am no longer blind.
constantly on my face.
Forgiving people I love
and I am counting the days.
There is this feeling
warming up my heart.
I can separate the hate
that I was feeling from the start.
There is this thought
creeping in my mind.
The possibility of being happy
I am no longer blind.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Delusion: | Vrijdag, juni 12, 2009 11:17 |
| Negatief denken heeft geen enkel zin, want dan zie je het leven niet en dan leef je ook niet I guess. Liefs |
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| Auteur: Evannah Una Brianna | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 juni 2009 | ||
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