Death almost got hold of me..
 

A skinny man with an Icy breath
started talking to me on my way home
But before I could even answer him
he dissapeard.. was gone..

Some days later when I walked home
again I noticed the icy breath
The man whispered some words in my ear
and this time I was sure we met

He touched my arm with his skinny fingers
Asked me to hold him very tight
But then he dissapeard again
Alltough his voice went on in my mind...

Damn... eerste drie strofes zijn very mooi,
je engels is goed, loopt overal wel redelijk ok :).
Laatste 2 vind ik iets minder maar de eerste zijn echt goeoeoed!
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mjah.. volgens mij zou ie ook beter staan zonder die laatste twee strofes :o

*doet knip knip*

*knuv*

Bite