New home

by sun spots   May 20, 2012


I have reached a point,
that is getting hard to maintain.
I hate you living there,
and being put under all that strain.
In less than three Weeks,
it will be a different tale.
We can move on together,
our love will prevail.
If you feel it is too much,
you can't take anymore.
Just pack up your bags,
and walk out of that door.
You know were you can go,
there is a home for you.
And shortly after that,
i will be with you.

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  • 12 years ago

    by sun spots

    Ok, don't ever suffer in silence, you no longer need to do that. XXX

  • 12 years ago

    by sun spots

    Not long to go now. I promise you will be the first to know if there are problens x