Last Night

by Heather Dunagan   Mar 20, 2005


Last night,
I lay on my bed,
I think about you,
And all you have to go through,
I lay worried and scared,
Thinking it is all going to come
To an end!

I call you,
You tell me how you feel,
Last night,
Nothing could get worse!
With tears
Rolling down my face,
The phone rings
Monique asks me,
If shes going to be OK!

Last night,
Worried and scared
Crying and screaming!
Last night,
I cried
Because she dint deserve this!

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