Momma |
Momma I tried to call you, I even picked up the phone.
Started dialing the number and remembered I was alone.
I wanted to say I miss you and I wish that you were here.
So I could smell your sweet...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Dec 2003 18:00:00 GMT |
Breath |
Loneliness sits beside me like a comfortable old friend.
Ive gotten quite used to it, he will be there til the end.
Heart has grown so weary, spirit worn quite thin.
Tired of the endless journey...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Dec 2003 17:59:00 GMT |
