Just take your pick.They're all the same.These things that you are telling me
can't really show me how you feel.I'm breaking down.And now I am scared to move.Dont listen to a word I tell you.Just take me by my hand.And I swear I'll make this up to you.So now you want me to fix everything.But baby theres so much and so little time to replace the things I've broken.You can say that you dont miss me. But I think about you every day.There's so much to say.So instead of kidding everybody.How bout you try your tricks on me.How this feels to see your face when I close my eyes.Bet you know.How it feels to be the only thing that matters now.(L)
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?This poem is to my uncle Toddy, that passed away on= [feb.21]= He's made a big change in my life, yet always will. Hilary and I wrote this poem. hope you like it?
... Posted by CAYYYY on Sun, 19 Feb 2006 10:55:00 PST
