Pathetic ways and lousy thoughts
Lived through a few more days
Satisfied by my betrayal
Conspiracy of my own lies
Death seems less fatal
When I look into it’s eyes
Left the night to die
And the morning to suffer
Angels passed me by
With your brand new lover
The sharp edges seemed to have escaped
Their captivity in weakness and mourn
Collided meanings have finally shaped
An agreement about the lives to scorn
Letting myself go
In a disturbing position
To much to show
For the last recognition
^_^ best eng gedichtje...
Maar wel heel erg mooi geschrijft
Kwam er pas achter dat de jij het was toen ik je naam las ;o) onder aan het dichiej ^_^ slimheid