the man
Like an old man
Walking alone in the forest
without any light
You can hardly see anything
because its dark
He walks to his home
all alone
nobodt is waiting for him
Its cold
But the sky above him is bright en clear
All he can do
is read his own books
that he has written years ago
he reads them for the 100 time
he knows all the words out of his head
Once he was in love
but sche didn't see him
he went crazy
and had to go to a mad house
Were he was for 10 years
Now the people call him the forest man
and nobody want to go to the forest alone
The are scared to death for this man
So he is living alone
Walking alone in the forest
without any light
You can hardly see anything
because its dark
He walks to his home
all alone
nobodt is waiting for him
Its cold
But the sky above him is bright en clear
All he can do
is read his own books
that he has written years ago
he reads them for the 100 time
he knows all the words out of his head
Once he was in love
but sche didn't see him
he went crazy
and had to go to a mad house
Were he was for 10 years
Now the people call him the forest man
and nobody want to go to the forest alone
The are scared to death for this man
So he is living alone
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: MrPino | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 mei 2002 | ||
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