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by Shelby G. Jun 17, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I stand on the cliff My hands on my chest Wind blowing franticly Awaiting the test Below me is water sharp rocks and a bay I'm not going to die not this way My love will come back just wait and see He will come back And love and hold me Days turn to months months into years My face turning gray I shed one last tear I won't give up hope My love will come home I'v waited so long Now i am stone
by Shelby G.
thanks jacqui, i'll read some of yours :)