void
The simple fact of being alive
Fills me with inexplicable sadness
it's a constant reminder that I do not know
Why do I feel like the center of the universe..
While being a mere spek of dust on a blue dot
In an endless void, because I wonder does it
Matter this grand play of life and dead in the end
It just fils me with inexplicable sadness
in a way I know it is all empty just like the
endless space we are born in and die in.
Fills me with inexplicable sadness
it's a constant reminder that I do not know
Why do I feel like the center of the universe..
While being a mere spek of dust on a blue dot
In an endless void, because I wonder does it
Matter this grand play of life and dead in the end
It just fils me with inexplicable sadness
in a way I know it is all empty just like the
endless space we are born in and die in.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Janny Scheybeler de Jonge: | Zaterdag, februari 20, 2016 12:42 |
| ook deze ik ken onvoldoende engels jammer |
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| Auteur: calypso | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 februari 2016 | ||
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