by CoLliN May 29, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
A fire waiting to burst out of my chest |
Exceelent beat.. nad i can feel myself running through this poem..its harder to walk through it which emphasies your point. I cna imagen you running whil sayign this in your mind..mamzing anaysis. |
by Sexi_Cassie
Baby your not allowed to run cause you'll be leaving me |