Washed Away

by Morgan   May 27, 2006


Your hands were washed of me.
Right after
you told me that i need to breathe
For what it's worth though
I understand...
that this is what happens
when you don't do what you are told
This is what happens
Sometimes you're sold.
For every time
I came to you I'm sorry
For all the times
I thought you were a bad person
I'm Sorry
I was wrong
To think
I wouldn't wash away...
Every time I think I'm something
I just get washed away.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Roxy

    Wow deep poems hun i like it xxoroxyxxox