I Cry I Do
I cry About The Times When We Were Huging...

& he closed his eyes wait 4 her to grab his...
waited so long he could barley stand...

Ya We Can Talk Online and stuff
but When It Comes To night we talk on the phone...

Yes I am Scared, Scared That They Day u Finally do...

ThIs Ant a Poem Its a Ask For Help
does Anyone Have Aol Or Aim...

Things can change in a second
sadley Im probly leading the broken heart record...

Is life all about pain
or is it doing something for a gain...

Youll never see me call it quits
sure im broken but ill love with the bits...

Now Id love to express
But the windy Brezze, Would...