De leukste en mooiste korte gedichtjes

black world white world

the world is black
the joy is gone
the soul is tired of going on

there is no meaning another day
the sense is gone floated away

the thought to quit to give it up
becomes an option time to stop

but there is hope some hope you might
see the other world the white

to find a way to make you see
and redefine who you could be

it can be long that may be right
but in the end your world is white

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margot dupont

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