it is the knife I'm holding
which was cutting through my hand
using the blood to write the name
of the one who killed my child
avenging what they did then
isn't possible anymore
since they died in agony
bringing me to ecstasy
the fire which brought the torment
to the killers of my wife
is salvation in my eyes
insurance for my babygirl
now trying to retrieve what's left
of the life we used to live
I remember only the sight
of your eyes shining in the sun
20-03-05
The Slayer: | Zondag, maart 20, 2005 19:55 |
zacht gedicht met toch een droeve toets in !!! mooi... (al was ik al effe bang van de titel ;) ) |
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Auteur: Benjamin de Rooy | ||
Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 20 maart 2005 | ||
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