like a north-country song
he was one of those special 27
meant to be interesting
doomed to be pain
he was all I got
and all I couldn't gain
walked with his shoulders down
dancing through the night
he doesn't really care
but still he fears the night
he's going out showing other people what they miss
while he failes to know what he's got
less then he knows and more then he wants
his life is like a north-country song
he'll go on bravely and live life for a while
because he'll never realize his theories are just words
and life is but a story when you die
meant to be interesting
doomed to be pain
he was all I got
and all I couldn't gain
walked with his shoulders down
dancing through the night
he doesn't really care
but still he fears the night
he's going out showing other people what they miss
while he failes to know what he's got
less then he knows and more then he wants
his life is like a north-country song
he'll go on bravely and live life for a while
because he'll never realize his theories are just words
and life is but a story when you die
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Augustijntje: | Vrijdag, november 13, 2009 18:46 |
| never underestimate the power of strong story beautifully written |
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| Auteur: Definitely-Maybe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 juli 2009 | ||
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