tja følte mig kreativ så jah, lavede et digt, trololo.
all i feel, is the bomb hitting my mind, by the word's that made pain in the world. everyday i need a bulletproof vest to feel safe from the hate agains me. i always raise from pieces, like a secret, because im a soldier of soul. take a telefon and call you're family to make sure they are safe. the countdown always there for the charge, when you attack. unite and fight with me, to make a better life, we are ready. to night, i rise, because i try to run from the chaos but fall on me knees. but when the scar heals, the pain passes, it always begin again. my future is here and now, i try to keep going on, because that's what i do. it's time to fight and changed my tactic, because i need a better life from my pain. my love, my family, are they safe today? to night, i fight, for a better life. everyday i need to sleep, but i can't, because i can't go on, not for long. but i will never give up, no i can't, because im a soldier of soul, are you?. a fist in the face, when you turn the other cheek, go back, and try again. the countdown never stop, because we live in this world to make a better life. to night, i fight, FIGHT!, to night, i FIGHT, because that's what i do. to make a better life, better that use rage and hate, because of my scar. i will raise from the asheh, and look at the sky in a bright new day. but the night call me, because i need to fight, to unite in peace. because i need a better life, away from the pain, there always in my soul. i rise, because it's day, and when the world go mad, i will look in peace. because then the world will leave me alone, to my love and familiy. but the world never let me go, because im a soldier of soul. rise in wars, like a soldier, but just of soul, to advance the pain. to night, i fight, to make a better life, without the pain in my soul, and head. time is dying, so unite, and FIGHT!, to make a better life, even when it's all black. because all is see is black shatterede pieces, everday i need to look the sun in the mid. because my future is here and now, but this is my call, to fight in the night, away from life. because im a soldier of soul, everyday i fight, because that's what i do, i made myself what i am. i will rise, always rise from the asheh, to look at a new day, at my love, and my familiy. i try to escape the pain, but without luck, so i burn the pain down with a lot of fights. my future is calling me, so i can rest in peace, with my love and familiy. but not forever.. for am i Soldier Of Soul, i fight in the night and love in the day.
det lidt usammenhængende, men tja håber folk kan se pointen og forstå det.
hilsen Teddy.
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Emne: Sv: soldiers of soul ( digt ) 23/9/2014, 14:55
Jeg synes det er et meget hjertefølt digt. Meget barsk , det fortæller mig du ønsker en bedre fremtid - men måske har svært ved rigtig at tro på det ?
And lay off the fighting , sweetie - We HAVE taljes about that. Just Walk away.
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Emne: Sv: soldiers of soul ( digt ) 23/9/2014, 16:42
tak, Sis, og tja du har helt ret, are you reading my mind? i hope not.. gods know what i do to you o_o
i know, i try, and i got better, but again, sometimes i just can't hold it, and i lose my shit o.x
tak :o
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Emne: Sv: soldiers of soul ( digt ) 23/9/2014, 19:21
What you'll do to me ? Make me pancakes, please ? :p
Jeg læser ikke dine tanker nej, men jeg mærker dine ord , kan man vel sige. For mig skal et digt ikke rationaliseres eller overanalyseres- det har jeg altid ment ødelagde det hele. Man skal bare....mærke ordene....og fortælle det første der falde ind. Somme tider rammer det forfatternes mening / holdning/ sindsstemning Andre gange er man way off....men for mig er digte og andet kunst en individuel oplevelse :)
Og sådan oplevede jeg dine ord....
And if you just try your best- no one can tell you to do better .
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Emne: Sv: soldiers of soul ( digt ) 23/9/2014, 19:35
hehe, tak, sis :3
tak for dine ord ^^ mere kan jeg sku ikke rigtig sige :3