one last poem for him |
STOPIN THE SUN....I WANNA CALL YOU CRYING I WANNA SAY DONT GO..THE TEARS IN MY EYES ARE FILLED WITH SARROW AND YOU DONT EVEN CARE TO KNOW..SO WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES TO NIGHT THE DREAMS WILL BE NO MORE A...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Jan 2010 01:03:00 GMT |
why woman r so crabby!!! |
We started to "bud" in our blouses at 9 or 10 years old only to find that anything that came in contact with those tender, blooming buds hurt so bad it brought us to tears. So came the ridiculously un...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Sep 2009 20:09:00 GMT |
THIS SMILE I WEAR!! |
I SIT HERE...THINKING OF YOU,THINKING OF THE MEMORIES WE SHARED I MISS THEM AND I MIISS YOU.SINCE THE MOMENT YOU SAID YOU LOVE HER I HAVEN'T BEEN THE SAME SOMETHINGS BEEN MISSING...IT'S MY SMILE!!PEOP...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Dec 2007 09:07:00 GMT |
