by liz Oct 4, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
lost relationships
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My legs grow weak, as we speak of goodbye's and so longs. I say I'll see you sometime but you say maybe not. I'll miss you for the rest of my life, this moment will be a scene I'll never forget that replays in my mind everyday. It's not fair, to leave me here alone...alone and by myself. Life's not fair so I'll try to live it out because I know I can. One day you'll see what it's like without me with you, then you'll know what it feels like for me everyday of my life without you. When I can't see you but only in my dreams now. |
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That was a lovely poem but theres a couple of little spelling mistakes in it. Thanks, Robert. |