just one thing
just one thing is missing
Just one thing is wrong..
Just one thing left.
The future will become the past,
When that thing wil dissapear.
Just a knife in my hand,
Just one knife,
Sliding trought my soft skin.
My tears
Just one tear.
A tear, for each scar on my body.
And each tear will change in a drop of blood..
Just one thing forgotten
Just one thing left.
When that thing will dissapear,
My bright future will be the awfull past...
esther
Just one thing is wrong..
Just one thing left.
The future will become the past,
When that thing wil dissapear.
Just a knife in my hand,
Just one knife,
Sliding trought my soft skin.
My tears
Just one tear.
A tear, for each scar on my body.
And each tear will change in a drop of blood..
Just one thing forgotten
Just one thing left.
When that thing will dissapear,
My bright future will be the awfull past...
esther
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Evi: | Maandag, april 29, 2002 14:12 |
| Heel mooi geschreven, dit is toch geen manier van leven, kop op meissie, het leven is er ook voor jou! als je even een luisterend oor nodig hebt kan je me altijd mailen! k*s en heel veel liefs Evi |
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| Auteur: esther van den bosch | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: klitty | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 29 april 2002 | ||
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