When I die, I want to die
in rain and storm
holding the last part
in my own hands
letting me blow away
by the wind
softly restless
into silence
pricking clouds
in their dreams
overwhelmingly
searching for peace
in the light of
the dark tunnel
sighing and dazzling
I still exist… I am present.
Cora (ZIJ): | Vrijdag, november 10, 2006 13:13 |
Grandioos dit Klaes, i like it a lot! |
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lonely 1: | Woensdag, november 08, 2006 23:19 |
heel erg mooi! liefs, lonely 1 |
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mums: | Woensdag, november 08, 2006 23:03 |
dit is heel mooi en dan ook nog in het engels. Holding the last part... liefs mums |
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Claire Q: | Woensdag, november 08, 2006 23:01 |
Nice! liefs, |
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switi lobi: | Woensdag, november 08, 2006 22:30 |
Nu zit ik met open mond...wat mooi Klaes! Liefsliefs, switi lobi |
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kerima ellouise: | Woensdag, november 08, 2006 21:46 |
the silence of existance consolidates the soul in the present on our way through life and through departure, still present within ourselves in search of peace knap gedicht...it exists ! liefs, kerima ellouise |
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Auteur: Klaes | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 08 november 2006 | ||
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