Someone better stop me,
I\\\'m reaching for the knife...
You made me feel,
Good, wanted and needed...
A little girl sits alone on her own
Away from all people...
As the long grieving days pass by
Thoughts of my life whirl away...
Oh the passion
the heart break...
THIS ISNT REALLY A POEM, ITS MORE OF A STORY I...
IN MY ENTIRE LIFETIME, THE THREE GRANDPARENTS THAT...
~this poem is also written by Claudia bot of us...
Getting away...
Blue eyes, blonde hair
She just wishes they wouldn\'t stare...
The clocks tickin away at me
I can not seem to find anything...
The curtains raise,
The scene takes place...
Its hard to see you with her, holding her...
to be contiuned...
I Cry For the Blood
The world flies by...