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Burn

I burned them.
All of it.
Where whas a big fire.
My heart was black,
My body was cold,
My mind, full of pain,
My eyes, full of hate?
There where even tears.
But I didn?t cry.
There is one melted in the carpet.
I most hide it.
I?ve got the ash with my stuff.
They aren?t here anymore.
They are gone, for ever!!!
For me, they are death.
For me, they aren?t in my life?
In my mind, I?m dancing on there graves.
The only feelings I?ve got are hate, pain and cold.
Its over.
They burned in my fire.
I saw there faces burn.
Burn for ever?

Black_rose

03-01-2005

black_rose

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30 oktober 2004

Uit: den Bosch

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