04-06-2002, 16:20
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Whispering Leaves III
Come on and play with me In my pretty tree It can hold the wind when it will blow me away It can talk when I’m not feeling okay It is my friend, my only friend His roots grow inside my stupid head They’re tangled with my thoughts So with this inside me, I don’t have to feel sad Somethings coming, I can sense it I smell fire I look down from my tree And see the ground Covered with hateful faces Carrying torches in their hands They’re trying to kill me Cuz I can not think like this These are bad thoughts Cuz they’re unusual Come and sit down with me Watch the world from out my tree This heavinly view I would like to share it with you Would you stay with me all the time And tell me everything is fine Cuz there is nothing for me here So does this mean there is nothing left to fear Come on, kill me It is in the name of god I am the devil that casted the spell And I am the one to blame for your hell Cuz you know, I don’t care I have nothing left to lose You all took it from me long ago I lost my mother, lost my home All I have now is my tree and myself Just burn it down Whispering Leaves IV Sometimes when it’s dark and there is no light I get affraid of things I can not see Like shadows that drift away on the wall But when I light a candle to see where it’s going There’s just nothing there at all And sometimes I get scared Cuz I think they’re fooling me But they only thing that’s fooling me is my mind And then I cry and be more affraid Cuz you can chase so many gohsts away Your own mind will always stay But do you know, your mind did some good things too Like me, I’m not real These answers you find in me come from yourself Deep inside you There are all the answers you will ever need If they just want to be found Well sometimes even you make me affraid Cuz now I’m talking to my mind Which is always fooling me It always makes me see the things I don’t want to see Maybe you once will do that too So tell me, how could I ever trust you Your not real, just fiction I think I’m going to sleep for a long while And you might not see me back again Cuz there’s no room for me anymore I’m all alone again I’ll silent my leaves if you want me to Or I will let them speak again when you want them to Just remember that when you’re alone You will always have me in your head So there is no escape, there is no escape.. --------------------------------- Heb inmiddels hier al 4 gedichten over geschreven  (voor de andere 2 delen : www.cu2.nl/silent-star, maar die heb ik ooit al eens gepost hier op t forum) Vind deze laatste 2 persoonlijk eigenlijk iets minder, maargoed 
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05-06-2002, 06:37
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niemand?
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05-06-2002, 07:41
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Ik moet nu weg; ik heb het heel haastig doorgelezen, maar mijn eerste indruk is mooiiii....goed verwoord.....ik zal laters een wat nuttigere reactie geven
 liefs Mariamne
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05-06-2002, 16:43
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05-06-2002, 17:08
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Ik kan niet bevatten, waarom mensen zo goed oid over zichzelf kunnen dichten. Ik zou na twee regels van ‘dit soort’ al gek worden
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05-06-2002, 20:21
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06-06-2002, 01:06
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Ik vind persoonluk deel 1 mooier, omdat het wat lekkerder loopt
als je deze laatsten leest, hakkelt het een beetje misschien omdat je de zinnen langer maakt maar er zijn ook weer mensen die dit soort gedichten leuk vinden... en inhoudelijk vind ik ze subliem *doet petje af*
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06-06-2002, 05:57
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xxxxx
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06-06-2002, 06:34
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