Words on Shots
29.1.09
The end is over
I got lost in the desert baby and what I found were castles made out of paper.
A plane that couldn't go wrong.
A heart that was ready to stop beating.
A body that looked like an hourglass.
A wildest dream come true.
When the end was over I was found again.
1 comment:
R O X.
said...
ergens voel ik dat ik je begrijp, maar toch niet. vind dit heel mooi geschreven
4/2/09 3:43 PM
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ergens voel ik dat ik je begrijp, maar toch niet. vind dit heel mooi geschreven
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