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This is what I wish I could say to my father. Maybe one day I will.
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know