I mit sind - Digtsamling

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  • Publiceret: 9 jun. 2018
  • Opdateret: 14 aug. 2018
  • Status: Igang
Samling af alle de tanker der fylder i min hverdag, i form af digte på både dansk og engelsk.

Dette er en digtsamling, der omhandler mit liv, og hvad der går og fylder i hverdagen. Det er små brudstykker af mine tanker, og et forsøg på at rydde lidt op i sindet.

Håber det bliver taget godt imod, og er selvfølgelig åben overfor konstruktiv kritik, så længe der huskes på at det er mine tanker der er skrevet ned - og at det derfor ikke altid giver mening, eller skal give mening (:

- M

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Det er nok lidt anderledes end hvad jeg ellers har skrevet ((: Men håber stadig det falder i god jord

- M

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Once upon a time I knew  happy little girl

She ejoyed the world, only seven years old

But soon enough her life began reality kicked in

She slowly disappeared as joy became a sin

 

'Cause little did she know that the world out there was cruel

Now she's seventeen and the world made her a fool

She don't believe in fairytales 'cause in reality

The world tore her apart and she dont know who to be

 

Where did her happy endning go?

How did she end in this big world alone?

 

Well in the age of ten her parents were remarried

Her home got separated and her past got slowly buried

People started caring 'bout her clothes and shoes and weight

She cared 'bout bigger things than what she wore and what she ate

 

Her dad was out there fighting in someone elses war

She cant barely remember his voice anymore

But she can remember the sound of his hand to her face

How she would cry and feel her heart break

 

She never knew he was sick so she blamed him

For leaving these marks on her heart and on her chin

 

Now in the age of seventeen, she's still not falling apart

But she always will remember how her first love broke her heart

She always will remember how her dad let her down

And how night after night, she in her own tears would drown

 

It may not be a fairytale or have a happy ending

But now I'm done with all the words that hurt I'm done pretending

That happy ever after have to mean to have it all

I learned that you can get back up, no matter how far you fall

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