There are no shadows without the sun
Do you know that feeling ?
Driving your car
You’ve just found that one fine tune,
Suddenly aboarded
by the so called local radio star
It’s like early mornings
When massive ideas rise in your head
To crash before the day’s sunset
Still,
There are no shadows without the sun
And at every loss
The search for gold has again begun
Driving your car
You’ve just found that one fine tune,
Suddenly aboarded
by the so called local radio star
It’s like early mornings
When massive ideas rise in your head
To crash before the day’s sunset
Still,
There are no shadows without the sun
And at every loss
The search for gold has again begun
Reacties op dit gedicht
| september: | Woensdag, januari 27, 2016 23:05 |
| Prachtig! Liefs | |
| Pascal Janssen: | Woensdag, januari 27, 2016 19:48 |
| Herkenbaar ja... van die ideeën die al crashen voordat ze helemaal aan je brien ontsproten zijn. Mooi gedicht! Greetzzz Pasje |
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| Auteur: lvde | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 januari 2016 | ||
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