I walk trough the bushes of pain
and I remember that you told me
to watch out for the roses
cause they're poisoned
The orchid's are gone
lost in this sad world
no nice smell anywhere
weeds grow apace
Then I see a black rose
and I touch it
not affraid any more
not alive any more
but in heaven
without this dead garden everywhere
Auteur: LizDichter | ||
Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 30 maart 2005 | ||
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