Straying through the snow.

[AngelOfDeath]

Of knowing nothing and calm thinking,
Without cares and pain,
The girl who felt as first,
What it was like to be alone.

Quiet straying through the snow,
The only thing she had without cares,
Here far away sounds a loud scream,
Reminding for the time of tomorrow.

Of knowing nothing in the heat,
The girl lost her conscience,
She knew it was going to happen,
Slowly delivered from all the pain.

[x Sanne]

The girl which felt as first,
What is was like to be alone.

Moet which niet who zijn?
is was?

In de laatste strofe begin je in de tegenwoordige tijd en eindig je in de verleden tijd. Is dat een foutje of lees ik het verkeerd?

Mooi gedichtje, vind hem niet super origineel maar toch

[AngelOfDeath]

Hee dankjewel. Ik heb het even meteen verandert.

[Darkstar]

Ben het wel zo'n beetje met Sanne eens