Like the clouds
My eyes weep...

This is a poem my friend wrote when she lost her...
You'll never know the pain i feel...

Whilst sitting by the hot fire
I remember a time long ago...

Quiet hero
My Hero is the quiet type...

As i look in the mirror
It's not me that i see...

As jealousy rears its ugly head
Your body's raging, your eyes blood red...

We cannot choose our parents
We cannot choose our life...

Here we are, 19 yrs old
The best years of our life were told...

You were nice once
We were the best of friends...

Circles...

The 1st time i noticed you
was when you defended me against that stick...

Fairy tales
Kiss of life...