3 gedichten
29 mei 2004
shadows are gone
the shining of the moon
down on earth
leaving a lighten place
in the middle of darkness
nobody on the street
scared sounds and shadows
alone on the street
looking around me
scared for the unknown
afraid of the dark
thinking of the moon
shadows movind around me
the moon disapear
leaving me in the dark
still alone on the street
shadows are gone
alone with the sounds
sounds that make me shiver
tears and smiles
we learn to breath
how to laugh and cry
but nobody ever learned
how to live your life
they take it how it is
say it's going great
thinking of the end
but never show there sense
I have tried to tell
with tears and smiles
afraid of the future
wanna know what it brings
teras didn't helped
smiles couldn't show
please tell me what to do
thinking of this life
it will getting easier
smiles and tears are real
but nobody can tell me
how to survive the fear
the scar
a man in the street
a scar on his face
make me think of life
a beautiful scar
but also creepy
a white and thin line
from eye to ear
it's a winding on his face
telling me abot life
and how to survive
with nice and sad things
every twist tells me one
a happening in his life
and it will happen in mine
shadows are gone
the shining of the moon
down on earth
leaving a lighten place
in the middle of darkness
nobody on the street
scared sounds and shadows
alone on the street
looking around me
scared for the unknown
afraid of the dark
thinking of the moon
shadows movind around me
the moon disapear
leaving me in the dark
still alone on the street
shadows are gone
alone with the sounds
sounds that make me shiver
tears and smiles
we learn to breath
how to laugh and cry
but nobody ever learned
how to live your life
they take it how it is
say it's going great
thinking of the end
but never show there sense
I have tried to tell
with tears and smiles
afraid of the future
wanna know what it brings
teras didn't helped
smiles couldn't show
please tell me what to do
thinking of this life
it will getting easier
smiles and tears are real
but nobody can tell me
how to survive the fear
the scar
a man in the street
a scar on his face
make me think of life
a beautiful scar
but also creepy
a white and thin line
from eye to ear
it's a winding on his face
telling me abot life
and how to survive
with nice and sad things
every twist tells me one
a happening in his life
and it will happen in mine
01 jun 2004
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Blue-eyez
vrijdag 04 juni 2004 14:42
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