Through teh dark rain , and sleet I see Nothing but the end of me The dark skys my hide my face I look at them as a discrace you took my heart and tore it ta two and I cant stop thinking of you just for one more day that I can see Nothing but the end of me
Sad huh , now you want me to make more poems well 2 bad. twisted
Duastin · Mon May 29, 2006 @ 08:21am · 0 Comments |