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draumpje schreef:It hurts to breathe, it hurts to cry
Suddenly there escapes a sigh
A wisper full of fear and fright
Of what will be the end of night
What morning brings will hurt again
There only is no telling when
It hurts to look , it hurts to see
Upon the day that will surely be
Afraid for all the things it brings
Terrified that it wil steel my wings
There are no clouds left in which to hide
No more darknes in which I can confide
It hurts to hear , it hurts to feel
I fall down, I unwillingly kneel
W-hithout my wings I can not fly
W-hithout my wings, I just might die
Parrish whitout any means of escape
Please let the sunlight quickly fade
The darkness falls and night comes soft
Healing what the day made lost
Caressing wounds and hearts that shattered
Making whole what daylight scattered
Hoping against all that I know
that night takes me along, when he will go
lang geleden dat ik iets geschreven heb (misschien ook wel te zien )
[oa aan het vergeten van de [tag] - Ellende]
Gemma schreef:Het - h betekent dus zonder die h, die moet op een andere plaats
Verder heel mooi gedicht!
draumpje schreef:
herziene versie , spelfouten gevist en iets omgewisseld en toegevoegd
en idee in mijn hoofd om van soft , softly te maken met als volgzin , healing whatthe day made lost of me ??
doen of laten?