catch me if you can...
Distance
That thin line
Between it, us and all
So close yet a million miles
I do
you know
Against all odds
Please let me
Just for it
the hell, sake or fun
Let me
be me and
let me
believe
I know
believe me
I do
I've crossed it
one too many times
I
stand
on the other side
Thin lines
never were
more
clear and
meaningless
as me
though
still
I'd love to feel
you
to hate see me falling...
That thin line
Between it, us and all
So close yet a million miles
I do
you know
Against all odds
Please let me
Just for it
the hell, sake or fun
Let me
be me and
let me
believe
I know
believe me
I do
I've crossed it
one too many times
I
stand
on the other side
Thin lines
never were
more
clear and
meaningless
as me
though
still
I'd love to feel
you
to hate see me falling...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Just*mi: | Zondag, februari 21, 2010 03:20 |
| heeel mooi! | |
| liesinspiloos: | Zondag, februari 21, 2010 00:48 |
| Heel herkenbaar, en erg waarheidsgetrouw geschreven. Zo voelt dat. Mooi zeg. | |
| lexx: | Zaterdag, december 19, 2009 16:40 |
| ach :) heeft lulmans hieronder een ander slachtoffer? haaaaah. | |
| xavion: | Zaterdag, december 19, 2009 16:30 |
| Pure emoties... |
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| Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 december 2009 | ||
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