Her kiss

by darkness   Sep 7, 2006


We were Young it was a spring day she kissed me for the first time.as we grew up we saw less and less of one another it killed me on the in side that i had lost her my once true love left. it was the most dread full day. every day i would cry my self to sleep i would never find here i said to my self. then one day she sowed up on my door step she said she was sorry that she should not have left me you would think i would take here back but i new now that i was to walk Alon in this life never to be loved.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Mark Harris

    It's nice, but could've been laid out a bit better? Also little more descriptive maybe?