His death
If he dies now,
I wouldn’t even wonder how
I have to move on,
Cause he has lost and I have won
As long as he lives,
He only takes, he never gives
He’s bad, he’s rotten
But one day he too will be forgotten
When he dies, so does the pain
Only the scars will forever remain
Carved in our heart, burned in our soul
Cause he has hurt us all
One day I will dance on his grave,
Knowing that we now are safe
And so we wait for his death
Cause that moment hasn’t come yet
I wouldn’t even wonder how
I have to move on,
Cause he has lost and I have won
As long as he lives,
He only takes, he never gives
He’s bad, he’s rotten
But one day he too will be forgotten
When he dies, so does the pain
Only the scars will forever remain
Carved in our heart, burned in our soul
Cause he has hurt us all
One day I will dance on his grave,
Knowing that we now are safe
And so we wait for his death
Cause that moment hasn’t come yet
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Wandering: | Woensdag, juni 15, 2011 06:56 |
| Was zondag ^^ Maarja, ik kan maar één gedicht per dag online plaatsen en moet dus prioriteiten stellen ;) | |
| Zelfexpressie: | Dinsdag, juni 14, 2011 19:54 |
| Is het Vaderdag vandaag? jeetje.. Must''ve forgotten! | |
| entropy: | Dinsdag, juni 14, 2011 19:45 |
| sohee die staat echt gemeend ook denk ik :) |
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| Wandering: | Dinsdag, juni 14, 2011 15:18 |
| Ter gelegenheid van Vaderdag ^^ | |
