I´ll do everything for you..
Bleeding to ease the pain..
Caused by you....
Hoping to hear you love me..
Please, tell me what I need to do..
Crying by the dream...
That your arms are rapped around me..
Screaming for some attention...
From a guy,that suppose to be..
My own father..
But instead..
I hear your voice telling me..
Again and again,that I wasn't your choice..
And you don't wanna be with me..
Again and again, I feel the blood flow...
It's easing the pain..
From the scars you made on my heart...
Your driving me insane...
Caused by you....
Hoping to hear you love me..
Please, tell me what I need to do..
Crying by the dream...
That your arms are rapped around me..
Screaming for some attention...
From a guy,that suppose to be..
My own father..
But instead..
I hear your voice telling me..
Again and again,that I wasn't your choice..
And you don't wanna be with me..
Again and again, I feel the blood flow...
It's easing the pain..
From the scars you made on my heart...
Your driving me insane...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| David Matser: | Vrijdag, april 15, 2011 17:42 |
| Whow, wel erg heftig deze. Best f**ked up, maar wel raak. Mooi! Liefs, David |
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| David Matser: | Vrijdag, april 15, 2011 17:40 |
| Whow, wel heel intens dit. Erg fucked up, maar heel raak. Liefs, David |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 27 december 2010 | ||
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