Daddyless
A bittersweet desire
Like a sparkling diamond to the touch
Rushing through veins and minds alike
The radio is screaming
Words don't make sense,
the numbers don't add up
The world is turning and you hold your breath
Waiting for it to stop.
The baby is crying again,
he slams the door and runs away
Off to the pub nearby
Time is ticking, a dog that barks
A late night cat that cries
The stumbling on the stairs is far too close
For you to give time to hide
And the child is still crying and the computer says hi
The boy he grew up to be
A motherless baby and daddyless man
Because you
killed
me.
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| Auteur: Mysticelfje |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 maart 2007 | ||
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