ERIN

by AMANDA   Jul 22, 2005


Every day i sit in this dark room wondering what i did to deserver you screaming at me. I'm sorry i wanted to talk to u I'm sorry you don't noticed that I'm hurting all i wanted is to talk but you pushed away i don't deserver to stay in this world cause Erin you just shot me in the heart and i wish i was just dead so i wont bother you anymore

please vote sorry not much of a poem just how i fill

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