Posté le: 2002-03-05 19:13 voici un text ke g écris kan j'avais 15 ans...c'est pas top mais bon....
I was born in a fairy world
where people were nice
and ground crowd of berries
houses were made of ice
i could see myself in a looking glass
Everything was butiful
nothing hurted us at all
time past very fast
we were so wonderful
We could sing
we could smile
everything was allowed
happy Angels
we could Live
But one day
the sky of blue
became rain
and the fantasy flew away
IN THE MORNING GRACE
SWEET AS HELL
I WOKE UP
I didn't realize what happened
i had lost my family
i had lost my identity
An unknown being
walking down the streets
THE STREETS OF HELL
Everyone looking at me
bowing down before me
like the Slaves Of The Evil
I had never seen them
but they knew who i am
i'm looking for a name
a soul and a friend
But that's impossible
i'm alone
in Hell
What can i do?
I wont be able to survive
i just wanted to die
buti'm forced to stay alive
Suddenly after a long breathe
my vision changed
I'm happy to be SAD
Alone and Depressed
this place got me MAD
I'm dominating the world
Poping out perversity from people
taking and killing their souls
I AM THE DEVIL
I WAS BORN IN A FAIRY WORLD
AND IN THE MORNING GRACE
SWEET AS HELL
I WOKE UP.
morgan (1996)
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("fighting crimes,trying to save the world, and just in time......the Powerpuff Girls!!!!)