Come to me with open arm's, come to me in fear,
say that you need me, say that you are mine my dear.
Hold the memories, but make some new,
loosen up a little, it is you on my menu.
I'm holding it all back,
there isn't much left.
You are my fear,
you are my life.
You need me,
you are mine, my dear.
Your name is written in blood,
pretend to be, all that you are not.
You trusted them all, even though you knew,
they were telling lies, you are nothing.
Black, the shadows on your wall,
you scream but no one hears your call.
Forget the memories, lets make some new,
loosen up a little, tonight you are on my menu.
I'm holding you down,
there isn't much left.
I am your fear,
I am your life.
You are mine,
just kiss me, my dear.
Your door is locked, but I'm still trying to get inn,
someday I will know what's behind.
Grittle: | Donderdag, november 25, 2004 20:28 |
Nice poem... Keep on trying, once you'll get what you want.., to see? Thnx voor je reactie... Liefs, Grittle |
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Tim Mooij: | Maandag, november 22, 2004 23:17 |
:) nice T |
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BloodElf: | Maandag, november 22, 2004 21:15 |
I hear your whispers, Breaking my heartless silence. I taste your words on my lips, Salty wounds in danger... Love, |
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