*zucht*
 

Whispering
Sweetly- almost silently
The Children of the Night
Cry out.
Filled of lies and
Secrets they scream
Without
A voice
But without a voice
Their whispers turn
On them
And slit their wrist
Their tears
Are not creditable
And the hypothetical questions
Are really the secrets
The Children of the Night-
In all a child's innocent's
A bloody wrist is NOT innocent
Finds
The souls and
Flees
The heart to
Cry
For you.

't begin vinnik iets minder maar een mooie afsluiting http://forum.scholieren.com/smile.gif

dank je wel