Life like an explosion
I'm hungry and I can't eat.
I'm tired and I can't sleep.
I'm in love and I can't speak.
Today I wish all you will see
is truth between you and me.
Like we could kiss the flames in the water.
Feel hell and be free.
Or maybe dance next to heaven.
For all the things we do is truly believe.
Sing down the stars from the sky.
Kill the ignorant.
For love is something
like the apple in my pie.
Sweet, but nothing without the body.
I know now who has told the trees.
Like we really need friendship too,
and you don't like to be a selfish fool.
I sense soon I will find you
and hope your paper will proof,
that someday our love is true.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| $ chanel ipema $: | Dinsdag, december 11, 2012 12:20 |
| i love it :D lekker pittig om te lezen maar toch cute ;) groetjes Chan |
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| Dreaming Star : | Maandag, december 10, 2012 19:18 |
| Wow. Romantisch maar niet te zoet. Heel mooi gedaan |
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| Auteur: Probert | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 10 december 2012 | ||
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