your eyes are looking right in to my soul, hearing words i hate every second more then the last one
your voice so fake to me a face that lies every day of the year when i look at you
feelings you say you have, feelings that i felt in the past, days i can't almost remember, so long ago
why can't you see that i lost my hope, i don't see you as a person i can live with
stop trying, and move on with your life, i have but even that doesn't seem to matter to you
your whole world spins around mine, something that makes me scared and fear the words *love*
your mind is not normal any more, so afraid of living with out me, gife me a break and be your self
i am not worth to be such an angel in your eyes, i am still me the person with all my doubts and all my freaky things
so get you stuff together and drive real fast to the other end of this world, so i won't have to look at the face...
that can't stop loving me
Angel_eye: | Dinsdag, juli 20, 2004 10:38 |
wow,wat een gedicht. Hij raakt me ontzettend. De waarheid is hard, maar moet toch onder ogen komen. Brrr... krijg er gewoon kippevel van. Veel succes kus en liefs |
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black sun: | Zaterdag, februari 15, 2003 18:49 |
die laatste regel doet het hem...die maakt het helemaal af. hij is echt prachtig meis..laat het hem lezen, misschien begrijpt hij het dan...wie weet... veel liefs en succes! Linda |
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Auteur: violetangel | ||
Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 10 februari 2003 | ||
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