I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote this... but turned out pretty good/fun ^^
I wake up one morning with the grass and it's dew
Back then everything was different, if only I knew...
Surrounded by crimson water
This turned out to be a slaughter
All I did was take one sip
And it sent me on a trip
I wanted to take a dip
A dip in your soul
But I'm drowning
Was this your goal?
Your counting
I cry for help as I draw my last breath
One last time I can see the grass, it's still dewy
You know I'm facing death
But you refuse do throw me a life buoy...
Poetry by Peter
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Written on 2006-03-01 at 19:59
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A dip in your soul
I admire the perseverance with which you pursueI wake up one morning with the grass and it's dew
Back then everything was different, if only I knew...
Surrounded by crimson water
This turned out to be a slaughter
All I did was take one sip
And it sent me on a trip
I wanted to take a dip
A dip in your soul
But I'm drowning
Was this your goal?
Your counting
I cry for help as I draw my last breath
One last time I can see the grass, it's still dewy
You know I'm facing death
But you refuse do throw me a life buoy...
Poetry by Peter
Read 964 times
Written on 2006-03-01 at 19:59
Tags Soul  Death  Life 
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