Because of Mistakes

by Dustin Cole   May 30, 2007


I lay awake
And think about every mistake
That i make
I knew you couldn't take
It all
But as I recall
I done it anyway
And because of this it is known
That you are now gone
I call on the phone
And ask for forgiveness
But it is hopeless
And every night
I sit and hold my face tight
Then I start to cry
So much until my
Eyes turn red
And start hurting does my head
I cry over what I done to my chick
So much that it makes me sick

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  • 17 years ago

    by Gasttlee

    Painful stuff, but great overall! 5/5