It seems weve made the curtain call
The end of our last scene...
Sad clouds: roam, expand.
the flower >cold seas soak winter's...
Taking care of a little girl,
not knowing whats ahead...
You told me you hated to lie
and cheat on a girl...
I'm much too
holy...
What do you want?
I ask myself...
Running down the long and narrow ice white hallway
Tears fill my hazy eyes; this cannot be your last...
Broken hearted,
Unwanted...
Suppose! I don't come back?
What would you do then...
You can die but I won't cry,
In the end you're just another guy...
**********************************************
I guess this isn't really a poem...writing is my...
Every time she picks herself up.
Theres always someone to push her down...