Maar ff een poem
 

Had niks te doen, dus hier maar ff een poem..
* * * * * * * *
* we never set our foot aside the path
* we just were pushed into the wrong target
* your white veil bathed in dirt again
* dark moves in your clothes
* evil only ran around the corner to hide
* you put it on so beatifully
* it returned home
*
* frost in a tin can
* frost from a supermarket
* frost in any way, allways the same
* frost on your side
*
* but we never hoped too much
* we just were lured on the wrong boat
* your sweet face is covered again
* dark moves in your clothes
* evil never wanted to run away
* you put it on so beatifully
* it returned home
*
* frost in a tin can
* frost from a supermarket
* frost in any way, allways the same
* frost on your side
* * *

ist niet

we never set our feet(thd whatever) aside the path

hmmm nu twijfel ik ook over aside...is dat een engels woord?

mwoh, klein beetje...