enigma
I woke up one night in pain
straight up in hard rain
have you ever felt so ashamed
as phantom relieves and beames:
“The morning was over, boy”
lovebox got me on the run again
so I stood up one night in the rain
boys clapping two hands for you
no matter what you’re gonna do
it is mine to peach yours
says if you’ve got blocked up doors
there’d be Enigma in her dress
then you’d best believe my son,
no matter what the riddle says,
for dreamlife had just begun
07-05-06
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: ra | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Charissa | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 mei 2006 | ||
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