An angels voice was calling me
In the darkest night I can remember
So pure as the light then seemed
As poisonned are her eyes now
For all the lies and betrayel
Have wrecked my integrity
Living by the day and night
I seem to become darker
Every day I escape for the sun
Affraid her light will kill me
Will burn me alive with no regrets
Make me go and be forgotten
I seek refuge in the night
In my conversations with the moon
About life and it's reality
About the beauty of darkness
Her everlasting smile does nothing
But agree with me on everything
An angels voice was calling me
And turned into a demonic being
Took my heart and crushed it
Now darkness is my saviour
Erasing all light from my eyes
To escape in my own picture of happiness
26-08-04
Little Star: | Donderdag, augustus 26, 2004 22:46 |
Wauw.. ik heb al heel veel gedichten van je gelezen... Ze zijn onbeschrijfelijk mooi. Heb er bewondering voor. Liefs een Benjamin- Fan :) |
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Auteur: Benjamin de Rooy | ||
Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 26 augustus 2004 | ||
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